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...Garner demonstration went doggedly around the hall once to the tune of The Eyes of Texas Are Upon You. Then bumblemaster Barkley announced portentously: "The roll call is concluded. The clerk will now call the roll...
Born Skriabin in 1890, he was a son of a store clerk and turned revolutionist early. He took the name Molotov (Hammer) in 1914. During World War I he organized Bolshevik groups in Moscow, was exiled to Siberia, escaped and went underground in Petrograd. During the February Revolution he was a member of the Petrograd Military Revolutionary Committee and collaborated with Lenin and Stalin. In 1922, during the Lenin-Trotsky split, Stalin replaced Molotov as General Secretary of the Central Committee of the Communist Party. Molotov stayed on as Stalin's assistant, proved his loyalty during the Stalin-Trotsky...
...town with Wendell Willkie came the three original members of the For-Willkie-Before-May-11-1940-club : 1) Russell ("Mitch") Davenport, gaunt, earnest journalist-philosopher who quit his job as managing editor of FORTUNE to devote himself to this man; 2) Oren Root Jr., young New York law clerk, who formed a Willkie-For-President club on his own hook and $150; 3) Charlton MacVeagh, a G.0.P. contact man who drafted himself...
...Iceland traveled blond, chunky, 39-year-old Bertel Eric Kuniholm, Foreign Service career man, to serve as first U. S. consul to Iceland. The office was created when Iceland's sovereign, King Christian of Denmark, capitulated to Adolf Hitler last April. Mr. Kuniholm's staff: one clerk...
...first time in Fairbanks, Alaska's history, and to a mixed chorus of sourdough howls and cheers, a half-Eskimo local girl, Minnie Motschman, 20, was voted "Miss Alaska" 1940. A clerk in a Fairbanks woman's wear store, ebon-haired Miss Motschman got a free trip to Washington. Commented a local liberal: "The most progressive move in Alaska since Soapy Smith- was plugged." Quitting his Vatican observatory after an evening of star gazing, absent-minded Professor Father John Stein forgot to switch off the lights, left them blazing like a beacon over blacked-out Rome. Summoned...