Modern Shepherd
It is an era of compulsions. Apparently everyone has had them all along but now it’s considered not only proper but fashionable to express them, no matter in what murky paths they lead.
Publicist Doris Hellman, for instance, cannot abide the sight of a market cart separated from its flock. When she sees one standing lonely and downcast on a lawn or sidewalk, sometimes several blocks from its home, she stops her car, identifies it, and phones its location to the market. She cannot understand how shoppers can be so inconsiderate as to leave them stranded.
At first she was caring for only one market’s homeless carts. The compulsion grew and now she keeps on the lookout for the grocery chariots belonging to five stores in her neighborhood. Continue reading
(News item) CHICAGO, Dec. 30 — Wilbur Geoffrey Gaffney, associate professor of English from the University of Nebraska, today revealed the results of a 10-year study on the significance of names.
By the end of 1938, Weldon sensed that he was a marked man and that death was not far off. He could have stayed out of Los Angeles and maybe he would have lived–at least for a while. But he evidently decided to face whoever it was that killed him in what The Times called the “perfect murder case” — a case that was never solved.
Note: This is an encore post from 2005 and 
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