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...upstairs at home asleep when the house of Attorney General A. Mitchell Palmer was blown up (two men were blown to bits and the Roosevelt house next door was partly wrecked by the blast). Says James: "I remember it so well because Mother rushed home and gave me hell for being out of bed." Searching among the ruins of the Attorney General's house next morning, 12-year-old James found a human collar bone. He brought it home and put it on the table. "It almost spoiled the family's breakfast" he recalls...
...Guffey arrived . . . fighting mad. . . .'All bets are off,' said Guffey. 'I am a candidate for Governor, come hell or high water. . . .' Matt McCloskey raced across the room, shook his fist under Guffey's nose. . . . Red with rage, Dave Lawrence, who the night before took himself out of the race, jumped into the free-for-all. . . . 'Now I understand,' he bellowed, 'why I didn't get the support for my candidacy from persons who . . . should have been in my corner...
...legends appear indiscriminately in ancient. Renaissance and modern dress, according to whichever time or whatever place Poet Pound's eruditely literate, expatriated sensibilities lead him to be thinking about. The resultant confusion is only skin-deep -since to any man, anywhere, any time, life may seem like Hell; and some sea-change in men or matter may, anywhere, any time, startle any man into his creative senses. Into the roomy holds of these seagoing truths Poet Pound crowds everybody and everything he most abhors or admires, pops the stowaways on deck whenever they call for an airing...
Abhorrence No. 1, Hell-devil No. 1, to Poet Pound, is usury. In nine of these ten Cantos he does some powerful cursing at usury in English, Latin, and Greek: he calls it commune sepulchrum helandros kai heleptolis kai helarxe (everybody's grave -man-destroying-and city-destroying- and state-destroying). Throughout history Poet Pound sees the same monetary blood-sucking going on, whether in profaned ancient Greek temples, perverted lyth-Century Mounts of Pity (i.e., municipal pawnshops), or stone-faced 20th-century banks...
...meditates Poet Pound, takes bitter note of Napoleon and others of his heroes who took a stick to usury and either failed to catch it, or ended up impaled. Most readers will agree that Poet Pound's attack on usury succeeds in giving some sinister validity to the Hell that in earlier Cantos appeared merely grotesquely dull and* dirty. Outside Hell all is as beautiful as ever...