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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Senatorial nipping and snapping at Andrew William Mellon came to an end, at least temporarily, last week when the Senate Judiciary Committee voted down, 10 to 3, a report that he held the office of Secretary of the Treasury illegally because of stock ownership in industrial corporations. An ancient statute prohibits the Secretary of the Treasury from being interested in "trade or commerce." Mr. Mellon freely admitted that he owns stock in the Aluminum Co. of America and other big concerns, but explained that he had resigned all his directorships and other business offices upon entering Federal service (TIME, April...
This was meant partly as a crack across the knuckles for U. S. Comptroller General John Raymond McCarl, who, as chief of the General Accounting Office, stands at the outgoing end of the U. S. budget system. Never a harmonious team, the Messrs. Dawes and McCarl took hold of the newborn budget and accounting system simultaneously in 1921.?Said General Dawes: "The Comptroller General . . . has thus far failed in carrying out the accounting purpose of our present law. We have in the U. S., therefore, only the old-fashioned and entirely inadequate cash accounting system...
...solid arch-supporters. President von Hindenburg tried on the new shoes, walked across the room, walked around the garden. His knee pains ceased at once. In a few days his swellings had disappeared. Later an official communique was issued that President von Hindenburg's convalescence was at an end. How the merciful cobbler was rewarded, officialdom neglected...
...committee of businessmen and incredulous newsgatherers rushed to Maracay. The businessmen begged the Dictator-President to reconsider. The newsmen waited confidently for the grand scene of "reluctant" acquiescence. But at the end of an hour-long conference, out dashed the newsmen to the Maracay telegraph office. The quickest one cabled...
...about to lift. Willie Rohrer likes to stalk about it, eye it suspiciously. He creeps toward it, grasps it. Softly he snorts. He waits, sometimes five minutes, as though to catch gravity off its guard. Suddenly he yanks at and lifts it (a steel bar weighted at each end by iron discs) high above his head. Last week, he lifted successfully every weight he tried...