We Have No Common Vipers In The

[footnote:] Pliny The Elder Described A Whale Called "balaena Or Whirlpool, Which Is So Long And Broad As To Take Up More In Length And Breadth Than Two Acres Of Ground." This Brings Up Again The Old Question: Are The Classics Doomed? Our Ancestors Believed That Four Years Of This Sort Of Information Would Inevitably Produce A President, Or At Least A Cabinet Member. It Didn't Seem To Work Out That Way.

Most People, It Seems, Think That Robinson Crusoe When He Landed On His Island Had Nothing To Keep Him From Starvation Or Anything Else. As A Matter Of Fact He Had Twelve Raft Loads Of Supplies That He Took Off The Wrecked Ship. He Had As Much Food And Furniture As If He Had Had A Delicatessen Store And Fifth Avenue Outside His Hut.

We Have No Common Vipers In The United States, But We Have Worse.

Young Normal Tigers Do Not Eat People. If Eaten By A Tiger You May Rest Assured He Was Abnormal.

I'm A Poetry-skipper Myself. I Don't Like To Boast, But I Have Probably Skipped More Poetry Than Any Other Person Of My Age And Weight In This Country - Make It Any Other Two Persons. This Doesn't Mean That I Hate Poetry. I Don't Feel That Strongly About It. It Only Means That Those Who Wish To Communicate With Me By Means Of The Written Word Must Do So In Prose.