Chicago. Late autumn. Weather uncharacteristically lovely. The mayor remains peculiar. City Council members complement him. The governor, who much prefers Chicago to Springfield, has begun to look longingly toward Washington. In the city, teachers are on strike, howling semiliterately on picket lines. The business community is edgy over tax-reform proposals. Christmas shoppers are out in record droves, with at least half the women in the world packing themselves into Marshall Field’s, where males do not dare to tread. And the Chicago Bears, having won their division, proceed to fall into a protracted swoon, as all good Chicago teams do.
Meanwhile, against this backdrop, the prize committee of the Ingersoll Foundation held its annual banquet at the Ritz-Carlton to confer the T. S. Eliot Award for Creative Writing on novelist Anthony Powell and the Richard M. Weaver Award for Scholarly Letters on philosopher Russell Kirk.




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