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...station in left field. Nonetheless, his long legs cover a lot of territory, his long arms take in a lot of sky, and he works slickly with crackerjack Center-Fielder Dom ("The Little Professor") DiMaggio (Joe's little brother). Despite legend and his own old scorn of the fielder's art, Ted has become one of the best outfielders in the big time...
Mystical Virtues. Individually, says Standen, scientists are pleasant and even modest fellows. But their "collective ego" is something else again. They are so infatuated with their own scientific minds, that "they seem to think they are entitled to pour scorn on other subjects from a very great height." Standen does not deny that their practical results are admirable ("Better things for better living . . .," etc.), but unfortunately "it is not the results of science that they advertise most; it is always the 'scientific method' or the 'scientific attitude,' or a variety of other hidden, mystical virtues...
...Scorn & Entreaty. Labor took the challenge standing up. Government whips, grimly aware that they held an overall majority of only seven seats, exhorted Laborite M.P.s to be present for the vote. The Tory whips were busy too. As the hour for the vote approached, the M.P.s crowded into the beamed Chamber...
Then Attlee dwelt sarcastically on Churchill's alternate use of scorn and entreaty to win the nine-seat Liberal bloc to the Tory side. "He has been a very ardent lover of this elderly spinster, the Liberal Party," he said, and the House tittered. Lady Megan Lloyd George, 47-year-old Liberal spinster, blushed and laughed with embarrassment. Other M.P.s, with mock gallantry, cried: "Withdraw!" But Attlee went right on. "I can never make out," he said, "whether the Right Honorable Member for Woodford [Churchill's constituency] is going to play Petruchio or Romeo. He gives...
...Yorker readers who scanned the anniversary issue might get a deceptive sense that things have changed not at all: with a sentimentality that he would loudly scorn, Editor Harold Ross had rounded up contributions from such time-honored New Yorker favorites as E. B. White, James Thurber, Ogden Nash, John McNulty, Peter Arno, Gluyas Williams and the late Helen Hokinson. Readers with a long memory could even pick up the fourth part of a "profile"* of the late Playwright Wilson Mizner where Alva Johnston left off eight years...