Sunday

Aug. 24, 1997

824 The Wind begun to rock the Grass

by Emily Dickinson

SUNDAY 8/24

Today's Reading: "The Wind Begun to Rock the Grass" by Emily Dickinson.

The 15th annual La Fiesta de San Augustin, in honor of St. Augustine, begins today in Tucson, Arizona.

Novelist Oscar Hijeulos (THE MAMBO KINGS PLAY SONGS OF LOVE), was born in New York City in 1951.

Science fiction writer and artist Alice H.B. Sheldon, who also worked in photo-intelligence at the CIA, taught at American University, and was a major in the U.S. Army Air Force, was born in Chicago in 1915.

Blues singer Arthur "Big Boy" Crudup, a major influence on Elvis Presley, was born in Forrest, Mississippi, in 1905.

Argentine writer Jorge Luis Borges, known for his celebrated collection of short stories FICCIONES, was born in Buenos Aires in 1899.

Literary critic and social historian Malcolm Cowley, who chronicled the Lost Generation of writers of the '20s and '30s, including Hemingway, Faulkner, Fitzgerald, was born in Belsano, Pennsylvania, in 1898.

Writer Jean Rhys (WILD SARGASSO SEA), was born in Dominica, British West Indies, in 1890.

In 1847 Charlotte Bronte, using the pseudonym of Currer Bell, sent the manuscript of JANE EYRE to her publisher in London.

President James Madison and other officials fled Washington, D.C., in 1814 when British troops invaded and burned the Capitol, the president's house and most of the public buildings.

Mount Vesuvius erupted in 79 A.D., destroying the cities of Pompeii, Stabiae, Herculaneum and other, smaller settlements.

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