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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Yellow Sign" data-source="post: 615658" data-attributes="member: 5619">January 12th, 192512:25 PMColumbia Universty, The Office of Professor John Carter Professor Carter was having a working lunch. A half eaten cornbeef sandwich on rye and a steaming cup of coffee rested on the side of his desk. He was concentrating on the stack of papers infront of him. "Not a bad crop of students this year." he said. "Most of them have a head on their shoulders." Picking up a paper he frowned. "Well, at least one needs to get it together. If Mister Townstead does shape up I will have to flunk him." Professor Carter glanced out the large window behind him. While the sun and blue sky denoted a beautiful day, he knew better. It was bitterly cold and that wind cut like a knife.  His front door opened and Mrs. Plum, his secretary, came in. "Professor, this just came by messenger." She held out a envelope.</blockquote>