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...Oregon- promising better pay than his $10,000 a year at Chapel Hill. He accepted none until 1930, yielding then to the University of Illinois. With his wife, son and daughter he settled in the brick President's House overlooking some 1,556 acres of campus and cornfield. President Chase codified the University rules, gave the faculty more say, the deans less. He relaxed discipline enough to induce his 14,000 young Illini to behave like grownups. Illinois had already undergone expansion by 1930. Shrewd President Chase realized, earlier than many another, that it was time for retrenchment. From...
That hound-blessing might be a germ of virulent controversy seemed further apparent last week. In The Churchman (Episcopal) was a letter from one Eunice Barrows, who said: "Serious-minded people of today ... cannot have much respect for a clergyman who in his priestly robes goes into a cornfield to give the church's blessing on a hundred dogs who will .soon harry a poor, innocent animal into a death of torture...
...haggard non-union miners and one woman held the Dixie Bee coal mine, besieged by an invisible swarm of union pickets. For a day and a night and a day their rifles and revolvers had stood off hundreds, possibly thousands, of John L. Lewis' men, squatting in a cornfield, crouching behind a railroad embankment, sniping from a patch of woods. The barricaded tipple house was pockmarked with bullets. One sharpshooting picket had been drilled dead. Within the mine on burlap sacks lay four defenders, blood oozing from their undressed wounds. The wife of the mule barn boss had crawled...
Convict James McGrath and Convict John Weirman sped across the Delaware River bridge toward Morrisville, Pa. Near Oxford Valley, Pa., they wrecked their machine, fled into a cornfield. Two airplanes went aloft and began to circle the cornfield looking for the hiding convicts. The afternoon waned...
...developed into as pleasant a comedy as one could wish. Rachel Crothers has, in this tale of a "lady from Dubuque" now at the Colonial, concocted a story lacking somewhat in originality, but one which is considerably enlivened by a capable cast, and the exquisite nuances of the Iowa cornfield which Miss Doucet scatters so lavishly in her role of Emmie. One never for a moment believes in the reality of this Dulsy of a later day, but if overacting is ever an art, it is effectively displayed in her role...