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Updated: June 16, 2025
Maybe we aren't as highbrow as the Cities, but we do have the daisiest times and oh, we go swimming in summer, and dances and oh, lots of good times. If folks will just take us as we are, I think we're a pretty good bunch!" "I'm sure of it. Thank you so much for the idea about having a St. Patrick's Day bridge." "Oh, that's nothing. I always think the Jolly Seventeen are so good at original ideas.
But even in the highbrow the educated appreciation of humour is there away down. Generally, if one attempts to amuse a highbrow he will resent it as if the process were beneath him; or perhaps the intellectual jealousy and touchiness with which he is always overcharged will lead him to retaliate with a pointless story from Plato.
Sara looked at her noble head, high arched above her ears; at her short nose and full soft mouth, at her straight brow, all blending in an outline that was that of the thinker, infinitely sad in its intelligence. "That was a very highbrow statement of yours, Pen," he said, less harshly than usual. "How did you come to think about these things?" Pen turned to look at him.
Men like Wade and Chandler probably thought of him as a "highbrow," and doubtless he irritated them by invariably addressing the President as "Your Excellency." He had the impulses as well as the traditions of an elder day. But he had three insidious defects.
"Aren't you one?" "No." "Oh, these two girls go in for highbrow fellows," said a young woman who had hitherto contented herself with smiling and laughing. "They're highbrow themselves." "Do they use big words?" I asked. "Well, they're well read. I'll say that for them," observed Miss Lazar, with a fine display of fairness "College girls?" "Only one of them." "Which?" "Guess." "The tall one."
Mac, when you aren't trying to pull this highbrow pose.
And it will be part of the reform. These people are too highbrow. Too soulful. Too artistic " "Warble! How many times have I told you never to use that word! Now, look here, if you want to play at reforming, go ahead, nobody will interfere with you. But where'll you get time? You spend most of your waking hours in slumber, and the rest, eating.
Robert had doped out his motions correct; for a week goes by and no Mr. Ballard shows up to take the rubber stamp away from me, or even ask fool questions. I was hopin' too that Ballard had gone a long ways from here, accordin' to custom. Then one night well, it was at the theater, one of them highbrow Shaw plays that I was chucklin' through with Aunt Zenobia. Eh? Remember her, don't you?
I'd sure hate slingin' mud at any feller's features, much less yours, who're a good customer to me, but you're comin' the highbrow, an' you got notions of honor still floatin' around in your flabby thinkin' department sech as was handed you by the guys who ran that thousand dollar college.
"Oh shut up!" "My own rationality " "I didn't say anything about your nationality. You're Amuricun, ar'n't you?" "Yes." "Well, that's O.K. with me. I got a notion I want to see you do something that isn't in your highbrow programme. I want to see if a what-ch-call-em with Brazilian trimmings that thing you said you were can be a little human." Horace shook his head again. "I won't kiss you."
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