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...engagement was generally welcomed. Papa, pleased, did the "heavy" by arranging a marriage dowry of a million Turkish pounds (then about $650,000). The marriage took place on Jan. 29, 1923. Latife was in the kitchen, so the story goes, superintending a feast being prepared in honor of the recapture of Smyrna. About 50 guests were present. Mustafa Kemal Pasha asked to see his fiancee. He suggested to her that they marry forthwith, to which proposal the girl readily assented after but a moment of blushing hesitation. A mufti was called in and speedily performed the ceremony...
...member of the "Kitchen Committee," "Dave" delved into the inner most secrets of the culinary art. He wanted to know why a member had to pay $3 for entertaining a friend at dinner. It was pointed out to him that his colleagues could have dined on "sausages and mash" for 25?. He then charged that the price of food was sacrificed to the supply of cheap liquor. This, too, was easily disproved. It is true that Parliamentarians do not drink nearly as much as they used to during the past century when everybody drank and was drunk, but whatever profit...
...house detective. The detective stuck a revolver out of his office door and fired, hitting the Cherokee in the shoulder. Then Texas joined the others in flight. His falling blood incarnadined the marble steps as he ran down. The other cowboy lost his way, ran into the kitchen and, after a little miscellaneous gunplay, was knocked on the head...
...Brooklyn, the tall Persian cat of one Mrs. Anna Kiekhoffer chased a mouse this way and that, around the garbage can, under the kitchen table, cornered him by the scuttlebutt; there began to toy with him in the remorseless sadistic fashion of tall Persian cats with small timid mice. Suddenly the tiny creature, deranged by terror, turned upon its tormentor like a lion, scrabbled into the cat's mouth, put its head down the cat's throat, choked it to death by choking to death within...
...woman's skirt along the empty hall. ... A shaggy little man contorted over the piano, begging his wife to walk up and down the room because he "so loves the rustle of silk. ..." A swollen little man, throned among his friends, shouting: "Go away. Go to the kitchen. That is the place for women. You are talking rubbish when you are talking music. ..." The old woman sits down, begins to tap the floor with her long foot, thinking of Siegfried Wagner, sapless shoot of a strong tree, who went to the U. S. but failed to raise money...