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...proud pleasures were Postmaster General Farley's last week. One morning he drove to his office on Pennsylvania Avenue near 12th Street. Instead of stopping as usual at the old Post Office Department Building, that blackened square of granite with cone-capped towers, one of the finest examples of Benjamin Harrison architecture in Washington, his car kept on across 12th Street and came to a stop before a new building with classic white marble columns. "General" Farley was moving into the new $8,500,000 home of his Department. A fair home it was, not so ostentatious...
What the sampans go for is the trochus. The trochus or top shell is a marine rhipidoglossate mollusk with a multispiral operculum. Its shell is a simple cone and snail-wise it carries it on its back as it moves slowly along in shallow water. The shell is good for buttons, cheaper than pearl shell...
Once upon a time there was the now defunct Kex Club of Mt. Auburn Street. "Kex", they say, is Greek for "Poison Hemlock." Some learned member of the club, knowing that Kex meant Hemlock had a pine cone engraved upon the insignia; but, alas, pines and hemlocks are two different things, a fact well known to all New Englanders, but not to the Kex Club. This sad error, however, was soon to be transcended. The Kex of the ancient Greeks was not a member of the gymnospermous order Coniferales; it is, rather, a member of the dicotyledonous family, Umbelliferae...
Stretched on an operating table in Baltimore's Sinai Hospital one morning last week lay a patient waiting to have his prostate gland removed. Instead of clapping an ether cone over his face, the anesthetist slipped a hypodermic needle into a vein in the crook of his elbow. In 20 seconds he lay unconscious, utterly limp. Six minutes after the operation was over he hoisted himself off the table, drank a glass of water, called for a "good big breakfast...
...champion from Italy and a challenger who was five years older and 86 Ib. lighter was as unfair as it sounded. Now, on a windy evening with rain pattering on rows and rows of empty $20 seats, they became aware that the spectacle under the warm cone of light at the centre of the Madison Square Garden stadium was an exciting contest between a clever, courageous boxer and a nervous, clumsy monster, embarrassed by his own size and the hostility of the crowd. When Loughran ended the fifth round with a smashing right to Camera's chin it looked...