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...Tokyo, where he established his headquarters next to the Imperial Chinese Embassy, his very footsteps were dogged. At New York, he proved to a number of skeptical Manhattan bankers, with whom he was dining in a Fifth Avenue club, that he was being watched. He strode to the window and pointed down to several skulking Chinese waiting in the shadows. At London, he was kidnapped and released only through the mediation of Lord Salisbury...
...English accent. She is gracious, with a cool, reassuring voice, nimble limbs, modish good looks. The diligent Sigmund Romberg has drained off another resonant score to match his The Student Prince (TiME, Dec. 15). There is a military chorus to boom close harmony and rumble rifles. Florenz Ziegfeld has window-dressed the scenes far above the usual art-calendar level. The book has been only partially translated from the lumbering German. It would lose momentum but for Errol's hind legs...
...opinion. That they enforced obedience to Parietal Rule No. 4, however, there is not the slightest doubt. Plainly it was a public demonstration that the greatest good of the greatest number shall be maintained, even at the sacrifice of alarm clocks, soap, bottles, and hair brushes, not to mention window panes, vibrating with contrapuntal syucopation...
Skehen removed his short clay pipe and gazed reflectively out of the window of his little cabin under Widener gate. "Take St. Patrick's day for instance. I've seen it pouring on Harvard Square and three hundred students out parading in the rain, soaked outside and in. They would stop every block or so to brace up their spirits, and keep on marching. If they stopped for the kind of bracers they get today, no one would ever finish the parade...
...because he "had done no work, was antagonistic, glory-seeking, hard to deal with and under delusions of grandeur." The papers they carried were orders restraining Borglum from removing or damaging any of his models. They tried the door of the hut; it was locked. They peered through the window. Representatives of the press who came up at that moment peered over their shoulders. In the dim light, on the floor of the quiet interior, they beheld unmistakable fragments-the torn limbs, the broken heads of Generals Lee, Jackson and their gallant soldiers, bits of plaster, pieces of stone. They...