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...hill to Mr. Birger's roadhouse, a stark oblong building on the edge of some woods. A sign, needing paint, swung over the porch. It said "Shady Rest." The interviewer found Mr. Birger in the cellar, playing with a white dog. He had on a bullet-proof jacket. Six men sat around, spitting and smoking and laughing at the puppy. They all had rifles. Outside in the shed was an armored touring car that Charles Birger used when he drove abroad on his affairs. The roadhouse .was barricaded. Machine guns looked out between the shutters. Mr. Birger said...
...Soundings," J. St. Loe Strackly, says that on his visit to Harvard last year "the impression was that of surety youth." His comment on Harvard is all favorable with this possible exception." He says his student hosts at the Harvard Union were resplendent in "immaculate white waistcoats and dinner jackets of the very latest cut." Is it not a sartorial sin at Harvard to combine a white waistcoat with a dinner jacket? To old-fashioned chaps this is as irregular as russet colored shoes worn with evening dress. How about it? AN OLD GRAD...
...talking together." As the final bit of Barrett Wendell's abundant writing, acomplished at Portsmouth and in the Boston Athenaeum during the last summer and autumn (1920) of his life it gains something of interest from the fact, not imparted with other items of information on the "jacket," that Wendell, dubious about the willingness of any publisher to bring it out, handed it, a month or two before his death, to his friend Mr. Bolton, librarian of the Athenaeum, bidding him do what he would with regard to its publication. The fortunate outcome of his arrangement is its issue...
...likes to think of the pleasure Wendell would have taken in turning over the beautifully designed and printed pages. One may be permitted at the same time to wonder what the scrupulous teacher of English would have said to the final sentence in the publishers' remarks on the jacket: "Typographically the book will be welcome to all who care for fine printing since the type was arranged by Bruce Rogers." Barrett Wendell may even be imagined as asking, with a twinkle in his eye, what reception is to be expected from those who cared for fine printing before the type...
...thick figure in a leather jacket and goggles climbed out of the cockpit of a an airplane. "Where am I?" he demanded, viewing with suspicion the brown terrain, the fog-filled, dingy air. "Half a mile from London, sir," replied the pilot courteously. Upon this information, the goggled person, a passenger recently embarked at Brussels, began a series of unpleasant antics, striking his fist against the side of the plane, cursing in a sodden voice, and stamping on the ground. He had wanted, it appeared, to go to Paris. At the Brussels Aerodrome, four planes had been leaving simultaneously...