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...last, softspoken, pale, bloodless, Felix Dzerzhinsky found that he had bled the enemies of Bolshevism whiter than his own prison-bleached forehead. He became convinced that the "Cheka" was no longer needed, saw to it that several of his incurably bloodthirsty agents were quietly murdered, "for the ultimate good and safety of the state," and focused his own sleepless energies on the economic problems of Soviet government...
...commercial genius a Jew have long believed Dr. Julius Klein a Jew. He is a Republican Protestant, born to Frederick and Katherine (Giebenhain) Klein at San Jose, Calif., in 1886, married to Dorothy Bates of Cambridge, Mass., in 1915. He is slender, brown-haired, and has a notably broad forehead...
...down the course the ball stopped rolling. Jones took an iron, swung it up-down. One hundred and eighty yards, splitting the pin all the way, the ball flew as if drawn on an invisible wire, slid four yards past the hole. Turnesa, watching, brushed his hand across his forehead. So it was all no use, his own fight over the harsh Scioto course, with its clods like stones, no use, the 294 that meant riches, pleasure, fame. Jones had two to win. His first putt missed. Turnesa was frozen now. If someone yelled, if a lightning bolt fell...
...being and his figure were quite human, a man of middle size with a stooping back and a long face, a prominent nose and with brows which grew together so that those who saw him would get frightened, with very little hair and having in the middle of his forehead a sign, according to the habit of the Nazarenes. His looks were quite simple, only his pose was more than human because he performed wonders through some invisible power...
...next-to-last of her baker's dozen of songs, Meller chose "Flor del Mal" (Flower of Sin). It tells, with the utter simplicity of all Meller's repertoire, the hopeless, disdainful story of a street girl. Her clothes were shoddy, ill-fitting; her hair slovenly, black about her forehead. Midway in the singing Meller moved out on a little platform almost over the heads of the first row, and lighted a cigaret. She smoked it singing and walked over to lean, dejected, against the stage wall. The song ended and she disappeared...