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This week the "sweep" or cleanup stage of the drive was ready to begin on the lower St. Maurice. At some dams, main gates were wide open. Snorting diesel tugboats spasmodically shoved log masses through the sluiceways. Helped along by current and wind, the coeur de bois (i.e., "heart" of this year's 770,000 cords of pulpwood) slowly moved toward the St. Lawrence...
High Price. Not that the slots didn't put cash in public and private tills. Last year Idaho's 3,438 legal machines pumped $486,262 into the state treasury, and veritable floods of money into the coffers of smaller communities. Coeur d'Alene collected $66,000, used the money to resurface streets free of charge to residents. Sandpoint used slot money for a new sewage project. Kellogg spent $40,000 of slot funds for flood control. On the private side, Coeur d'Alene's Athletic Round Table built $100,000 clubrooms, donated thousands...
Madeleine was born in 1906 in the shad ow of Montmartre's Sacre-Coeur. The cards were pretty well stacked against her. Father was an ex-coal miner from the provinces who had come to Paris full of self-assurance and wound up as an ill-paid laborer. Mother was a seamstress, a slim country redhead with a profound conviction that life would not hold much...
James's Palace in the background," Sir Hugh & Co. decided that crowns should be its theme-but "some like tiaras and some like pike puddings. We think the crown we used (a sort of Coeur de Lion coronet) is really the prettiest of them all." PICCADILLY'S "rather furtive entrance on to Bond Street" was another problem: "We wanted to draw attention to it, and we decided on flowers. But the Bond Street people felt ... we should have a royal symbol. So now we'll have trumpets." THE STRAND'S decorations are a reminder that Maypole...
...strolling the Champs-Elysées, primping at Elizabeth Arden's, or downing Martinis ("Très sec, avec le Gordon's gin") at Harry's New York Bar, they would always find some familiar face. They took their cigars and baby Brownies into Sacré-Coeur, climbed to the top of Notre Dame, brushed shoulders with Bohemia in cellar nightclubs on the Left Bank, gave free advice to street artists painting in Montmartre. They drove down the Loire valley searching out new restaurants and old châteaux (now floodlit at night for American eyes...