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...into tubs drawn for the Coolidges if they failed to watch him), delighted in shooting the chutes (back stairs) in a laundry basket, died of nervous exhaustion after a hilarious Fourth of July.* Thus wrote Mrs. Grace Coolidge in the December American magazine. She told of a handsome Maltese-Angora cat which was anathematized by Calvin Coolidge who, disliking fancy breeds, said: "Anyone can see that his name is Mud." But when Mud's ear became abscessed. Mr. Coolidge dressed and lanced it tenderly...
Last week famed Remington Rand Inc., alert typewriter folk of Buffalo, shipped to far-away Angora 3,000 specially made, 31-key, 100% Turkish typewriters. "To build them we had to construct entirely new dies," said Remington Rand's foreign sales director John A. Zellers. "That was what sent the total cost of this shipment up to $400,000" ($133.33 per typewriter...
...Angora is the capital of the Turkish Republic. Angora in August is dry and blindingly, witheringly hot. To convince effete young Turks that Angora in August is still humanly habitable. President Mustafa Kemal Pasha announced, last week, that he would cancel his usual trip to cool Constantinople, stay in Angora through the summer. Constantinopolitans were relieved. Last year Constantinople spent some $100,000 stringing lights, building triumphal arches to honor the Ghazi on his Bosporus vacation...
Buffalo, New York, helped Angora, Turkey, last week in spreading the new gospel of a 31-letter Latinized alphabet which dynamic President Mustafa Kemal Pasha has made obligatory throughout the Turkish Republic (TIME, Sept. 17). The trouble has been to keep the new, distinct, simple characters from being corrupted by the addition of old-style Turkish flourishes. Many a young Turk, once he has mastered the new letters at a Government school, goes home to his village and soon develops a "dialect alphabet" which only his closest intimates can read. How to wipe out this maddening balk of progress? Obviously...
Rushing in his car toward Angora the Ghazi saw that it was true. Jutting high above a dusty plain is the ruined citadel of Angora. The "Fish Bazaar," the old section of the town, known to modern Turks as the pest section, straggles down from the summit of the rock to the bleak modern city at its base. Up the rock now, as the Ghazi gazed, leaped crackling flames, lighting up the plain. For hours the Ghazi worked shoulder to shoulder with firemen, policemen, soldiers. The acrid smoke of burning buildings mingled with the smell of burning fish. By morning...