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...drawing p. 11); An unholy light filled the wide courtyard of Colorado's State Penitentiary at Canon City, the glare of floodlights and searchlights playing on Cellhouse No. 3. Two other cellhouses, the prison chapel and the messhall, were blazing ruins. In the prison "bull pen"-a sunken space at one side of the yard-some 400 convicts cowered in sullen terror, their shadows moving nightmarishly on the stone walls of the enclosure. From Cellhouse No. 3 where Danny Daniels, burglar-murderer, and five desperate comrades were inducting the worst prison revolt in Colorado's history, came sporadic...
...theatre, M. I'Admimstrateur is right next to the Spanish cinema," said he. "Between us is an unused courtyard. Every night when the theatre is closed I take the poster boards down from in front of the theatre and store them in this courtyard. This Spanish type, he does the same thing with his posters. Very well, morning after morning I have found the French posters torn to shreds, the Spanish posters untouched...
...tired that they had mostly ceased to curse, 400 disgusted correspondents from 30 countries waited morosely, one chill midnight last week, in the dank stone courtyard of the Palace of the Counts of Holland. They had had only sandwiches for dinner. So had Chancellor of the British Exchequer Philip Snowden and the other august delegates to The Hague Conference who were squabbling in the old Dutch Senate Building, the medieval Binnenhof. About 10 p. m. the shivering correspondents in the courtyard had tried to make a bonfire of newspapers. Scandalized Dutch firemen had rushed to put out the cheerful blaze...
Tense with expectation, the correspondents in the courtyard began to sense that the bitter, three-week fight of crippled Chancellor Snowden to get for Britain a larger slice of the German Reparations "spongecake" (TIME, Aug. 19 et seq.) was all but won. From midnight on the Continental powers steadily though stubbornly yielded. Soon after the ancient Binnenhof clock clanged one it was known that Mr. Snowden had received and accepted an offer satisfying 82% of his demands. After a month of false rumors of agreement correspondents would believe the welcome truth only if uttered by drawn-faced, cripple Snowden himself...
...they drove up to Her Majesty's palace at The Hague, the delegates saw only a large, immaculate wooden house, with a severe square courtyard opening directly off a public street. The house was full of crisp, sweet-scented Dutch flowers, primly arranged in tall vases. There was drink to match the national taste of every guest: French champagne, German hock. British whisky, Italian lacrima christi, Japanese sake, also water and long black cigars from Dutch Sumatra...