saucers... Recent English scandal concerning brother and sister, adopted in infancy by different families, who became man and wife ... English mother and daughter ordered by court to stop trying to rape male church organist . . . Levant Islanders near Cannes, France, complain French. Navy misfiring rockets which are hitting their beaches, because sailors

distracted by nearby nudist colony

Marceline Marne, finding Paris police had identified a dead body as her, tried to stop funeral, was told papers had already been signed, ceremony must go on . . . Chancellor R. A. Butler, when asked at Manudsen, Essex, if he could give more relief to bachelors, replied, "The best remedy is to get married."

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There lay along the soft ridge of her arm Color, alive and warm.

Life that she loved and held in her heart's embrace

Darkened her cheek to rose,

Gentled the classic contour of her face.

The junco walls, the strayed gardenia

Caught by the loom, imprisoned in the drapes, The dim, conventional shapes

Of chair and lamp, brocaded chesterfield, Secured this modern Helen to her day

So that she seemed as relevant as they.

Our words were free. For what had we to hide Who hadn't had the time to peer within? The English china cups were bright and thin. We laughed. The tea was good. We were so wise.

SERPENT Then through the pure retreat I saw the serpent glide.

by MARY DREW

My heart rebelled. My heart denied its eye, Stormed, wept, entreated.

"Go wretched thing. Elsewhere your evil ply, And leave me golden friendship unalloyed." We laughed again together. Even so,

Sensing the loathsome shape about my feet I dropped my eyes and knew myself defeated.

Her gaze must still be candid and serene. The room as inoffensive as before. She teas her friends

And wonders, or perhaps she has forgotten, Why one so counted comes to her no more. And I, banished from Eden by my shame, Harangue the serpent but cannot quench the flame.

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