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...such droves as to necessitate the hanging out of the standing-room-only sign a New Lecture Hall. The repeated packing of Emerson D. last year necessitated this change of venue, which happily has proven all too confining for a Frost-bitten audience. The next rung of the ladder is Sanders Theatre which holds about three hundred more people than the New Lecture Hall and is Harvard's largest auditorium. A change to this new location should be made for the remaining three lectures so that Mr. Frost's inflated audience can be accomodated in comfort...
...salmon poachers, was christened Sergeant Finnegan. Prevented from getting any rest by Oregon City crowds, it humped itself onto a fisherman's house boat, peered in a window and got three charges of buckshot in the face and neck, blinding one eye. It finally climbed a fish ladder beside the falls, roistered on up the Willamette, switched to the Pudding River and then started cross-country through Farmer Alben Erickson's pasture...
...they call in Russia social meaning.' This is apparently accomplished by the introduction of acrobatics . . . and all for a purpose. I can suggest this purpose by describing the entrance of the lover. . . . Meierhold places the lady at the foot of a tin slide, the lover climbs up a ladder to the top of the slide, zooms down it, feet first, knocks the lady off onto the floor and shouts something that sounds like Russian for 'Whee...
...Norman Gillmor Long, 32, climbed to the cab on the girder, clung precariously to a ladder. Asked John McCoy: "Is my arm gone, Doc?" Dr. Long: "We'll see. Just take it easy." The doctor gave the crane operator a swig of whiskey, dulled him further with a hypodermic of morphine. Then operating with only his left hand through a hole cut in the side of the cab and working with his surgeon's lancet and a machinist's hacksaw, Dr. Long amputated John McCoy's right arm at the shoulder. Thereupon firemen hauled...
...quick to dress and down the ladder which leads to the spiral attic and herein I did meet the clock-winder, and after many How Do You Do's I down two hundred more steps and finally to the Memorial Hall which, as all now do know, used to be a dining hall but now is used for military science and drilling and, just as bad, methinks, for examinations...