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...effect on the Earth of a collision with a comet of any size would be negligible, except for possible extensive damage over limited areas," said Dr. S. L. Whipple, Astronomer and supervisor of photography at the Harvard College Observatory, in an interview yesterday...
...density of the average comet is so small that one can safely regard it as being composed of widely-scattered meteors which, for reasons as yet uncertain, are activated to the point of incandescence when in the neighborhood of the sun. If the earth were to pass through the nucleus of a comet, only a small number of these chunks of matter would hit the Earth, and, at their average velocity of 20 miles per second, the friction of the atmosphere would be sufficient to destroy the smaller chunks entirely, and to diminish the size of the large ones...
...ceremony was ridiculous but impressive. In a long box erected in the curve of the horseshoe stadium, sat grey-haired Mr. Sears, Henry Ward Slocum and some 30 other onetime champions and proxies for a few, among them Maurice E. ("Comet") McLoughlin of California. Across the three stadium courts stood a small table. Behind the table stood Secretary of the Navy Charles Francis Adams (who likes sailing better than tennis) and three members of the U. S. Lawn Tennis Association...
...account of how sensational stories were deliberately cooked up and kept alive by artificial respiration in the dizzy scramble for circulation. Notable was the case of "Uncle Cocoa" Rodgers ("Daddy" Browning) and "Sugar Plum'' McGinnis ("Peaches" Heenan), whose queasy romance and parting were practically engineered in the Comet's editorial rooms. With the eager connivance of the exhibitionist Uncle Cocoa, the Comet's reporters wrote his and his wife's "own stories" of their honeymoon, contrived new bedroom stunts to keep them on the front pages. So, too, for need of a current "master mind...
Naturally, a paper like the Comet is practically barren of reputable advertising despite the hiring of mercenary or publicity-hungry clergymen to write daily editorials. But on the theory that a million circulation-no matter what its class- will force advertisers to buy space, the Comet and its competitors push on, trying to outdo each other in nauseous antics. And that weird battle robs Editor Peters of his bitterest competitor and closest friend-Editor Anthony Wayne of the Lantern. Here Author Gauvreau makes no attempt to obscure the figure of the late Editor Philip Payne of the Mirror, to whom...