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...immediate reaction to the whole controversy--and apparently some Yalies are none too happy about the change--was simply that you can't make a silk purse out of a bulldog's ear. It will not possibly do to have Yalies parading around in coats and ties when they would prefer to wear a tee shirt and sweat pants, or perhaps a swimming suit. While we have no particular objection to giving top hats to Zulus, we see no necessity...
...patriarch of the hacienda, Richard King sported a black beard that reached to the second button of his shirt. "He wore a wide-brimmed black hat strongly reminiscent of rebel cavalry, a black string tie with the knot hidden under the beard and the ends of the rusty silk usually askew. He went shod in the scuffed boots of a cowman no stranger to a corral. It was well known that when the captain appeared with one pants leg in and one pants leg out of his boot tops, the barometer was falling, the storm...
Decked out in the latest in ventilated sports shoes, straw hats with foulard bands, tailored silk suits and open-weave summer shirts, a band of 13 men mushed across the thick carpet in the lobby of Los Angeles' flossy Sheraton-Town House Hotel last week for a three-day meeting...
Died. Joseph Ferdinand ("Professor Sea Gull," "The Mongoose") Gould, 68, self-styled "Last of the Bohemians," colorful, scraggy-bearded habitue of Greenwich Village bars and Bowery flophouses; in Pilgrim State (mental) Hospital, Brentwood, N.Y. A descendant of silk-stockinged Boston families, Harvardman CTI) Gould was a onetime (1916-17) New York Evening Mail police reporter, a sometime literary critic, since 1917 had worked with savage intensity on a huge (more than 9,000,000 words) "history of people." Unpublished and unfinished, Gould's An Oral History of Our Time was illegibly scribbled in hundreds of nickel notebooks, which...
...success. Her own songs-Between Me and Myself, Kyo-Shu (Nostalgia), Blues for Toshiko-come out with a wide, swinging, masculine beat that reminds some listeners of Bud Powell; the rhythmic ideas spin out loose-linked and limber, hazed with a nostalgic mist as delicate as watered silk. It is clearly some of the best jazz piano around...