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Deutschland vanished and the prize crew, armed with pistols and daggers, sailed Flint northeast, through icebergs and bitter cold. They made a Danish flag, painted out the U. S. flags on the ship's side, altered her funnel, changed her name to Alf. They got jittery watching for British warships, put a time bomb in the engine room to blow up their prize rather than surrender her. After eleven days they arrived, not in Germany, but at Tromsö, Norway, flying a German flag. Authorities here saw through Flint's disguise, let the prize crew take fresh water...
Napoleon was not the first invader to come that way. Hannibal struck from the northwest and many times in the Middle Ages and Renaissance raiders poured through the funnel-like passes that widen and slope downward into Italy. In modern times no Army has invaded France from Italy, but although the Po and its tributaries form a series of defensive positions at which Italians could check invaders who penetrate the mountain barrier, at the western end of the valley lie Turin and, further east, Milan, Italy's chief industrial centres. If they should fall, Italy's war days...
...Inventors Congress displayed a doughnut equipped with a handle for tidy dunking; an air-conditioned pie pan; a combination vanity case, walking stick, beach cape and umbrella. This is the organization which turned up in former years with a cow-tail restrainer (to prevent milkers from being switched); a funnel to facilitate the insertion of keys in keyholes; a mirror-maze mousetrap, hundreds of similar marvels...
...Buren, Ark., became an itinerant laborer, vaudeville comedian and hobo until he joined the Marines in 1917. Most noteworthy achievement of Robin Burns up to this time was the invention and mastery of the bazooka, a homemade horn composed of two gas pipes and a whiskey funnel, which General Pershing once borrowed and tried to play in a Paris restaurant...
...gills. A hurricane begins when wind velocity reaches 75 miles an hour. On the second day the Archimedes, its rudder gone, is broadside in a 200-mile blow and the barometer has dropped out of sight. Hatch covers are sucked off like corks out of a bottle. The funnel is gone, the boilers flooded; there is no food, no water, no light. The Chinese crew is huddled in a corner like a half-dead pile of fish. The officers, although still on their feet, are as helpless as the Chinese, give off just as sharp an odor of ammonia...