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...pageant, in a humorous vein, de picts the efforts of Hitler and seven of his Brownshirts to cope with Harvard Indifference and with the Liberal Club in trying to force the University to conform with the Nazi policies...
...last man mentioned describes pithily and dully the reactions of a seventeen-year-old boy when he is assured that he has contracted syphilis from a girl whom he loves. "Week-End," by Carlton Brown is an amusing description of the awakening of youth, written in an impersonal vein by a man who does not attempt to analyze and explain each movement of the characters; he presents a vivid picture of his characters and allows the reader to draw all the inane conclusions...
...Since the recent pogroms and reprisals in Germany you have described Jews by injecting a vein which the Jews might well be proud of, but by comparison tends to be made damning. I refer in particular to your Nov. 10 issue which captions a photo of Samuel Untermyer as "Jew Untermyer" and one of Luther as "German Luther." Certainly you are aware that being a Jew is a creed not a nationality. Why not "Protestant Luther'' or whatever his creed may be? Have we not suffered sufficient bigotry without having so unbiased a publication as yours add wood...
...love and its attendant foibles Poet Gogarty's lighter vein is apt: Only the Lion and the Cock, As Galen says, withstand Love's shock. So, Dearest, do not think me rude If I yield now to lassitude, But sympathise with me. I know You would not have me roar, or crow. When he can manage to subdue his wit something simpler and better emerges: I gaze and gaze when I behold The meadows springing green and gold. I gaze until my mind is naught But wonderful and wordless thought! Till, suddenly, surpassing wit, Spontaneous meadows spring...
...Denver go off to the mountains in quest of jackrabbits, and these, in astronomical quantities, are dumped in front of the Post Building for the usufruct of the poor. The Post has always sold coal--its slogan "An Extra Lump With Every Ton" was in Bonfil's best vein. When Denver's physicians announced that most of the jackrabbits had tularemia, and were inedible, when the city sealer declared that every ton of Post coal was short-weight, Mr. Bonfils refused even to be abashed. Did not every paper chute shout "The Denver Post, the People's Big Brother...