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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...that it matters very much, but Secretary of War Hurley is not a Roman Catholic. If he were, what a blow to Col. Bill Donovan, Mr. Hoover's ex-friend, who had to be shelved because he confessed that faith. It may be that the Catholics claim Pat Hurley, but I know better. As I say, not that it matters except as such things are made to matter by the press, to which your magazine stands as a shining corrective...
...eager to make money out of his last home seemed very amusing to me. St. Vincent sur Jard, where Clémenceau came to rest during the summer months, is but a few miles from my home. The farmhouse does not belong to an old countess but to a friend of my father, Comte de Tremont, who is also our neighbor in Vendee. I remember M. de Tremont telling us of his surprise when, one evening, Clémenceau drove to his Château de la Guignardiere and expressed his wish to rent the little farmhouse at St. Vincent...
...Hoover's particular interest in this Congressional investigation was the manner in which his name had been bandied about by the Cuban Sugar Lobby, directed by Herbert Conrad Lakin. Lobbyist Lakin had hired as the Lobby's Lawyer Edwin Paul Shattuck, because Mr. Shattuck was a Hoover friend, had done legal work for the President, such as drawing leases. This connection Lobbyist Lakin had so magnified in widely scattered letters as to create the impression that President Hoover was cooperating with the sugar lobby. Excerpts from the letters of Lobbyist Lakin...
...first recognition by a Princeton undergraduate body of Wilson's death. Wilson's fellow Whig and classmate in Princeton's most famed class of 1879, Editor Robert Bridges of Scribner's† talked about his friend "Tommy" Wilson, brilliant conversationalist, Whig Speaker, undergraduate leader, "warm, human." Editor Bridges remembered the '79 reunion in the White House (1919), spoke feelingly of his classmate. Said he: "Wilson was not an austere bundle of principles. . . . He was always companionable, and there was no pose...
...Bartlett Stephens, acting superintendent of the San Francisco Municipal Airport, started a short hop at San Francisco. Down the runway roared their plane. She crow hopped along, got up in the air, fell off on a wing. Jensen, scared, hauled her back to level. He remarked gently on his friend's handling of the ship. Stephens, aggrieved, had been thinking the same thing. Each had thought the other was piloting...