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...still an "Act," a law. And so, although "Five & Ten" was rapidly replacing "Jones Law" as the measure's name, Senator Jones tried to escape his misery by calling in company. He pointed out that the measure had had a co-author in the House of Representatives, Congressman Gale H. Stalker of New York, who was being deprived of his share of the credit. In fact the Stalker Bill, he said, had been introduced nine days before the Jones Bill. Insisted Mr. Jones: "I hope the proper term will be used in referring to this . . . legislation and it will...
...wind rose to a 45 mile-an-hour gale. About midnight the envelope of one Navy blimp began to part. Hastily the rip cord was pulled and a bagful of helium was given to the hungry wind, which dragged the sagging ship 100 yds. and cast the basket damaged to the ground. Toward dawn the nose of the other Navy blimp began to pull away. Hastily another rip cord was pulled, another bagful of helium returned to the elements...
...SILVER VIRGIN-Ida A. R. Wylie -Doubleday, Doran ($2.50). In the little Spanish church of the Silver Virgin, where years ago he had found Justine, Gale sought sanctuary from his well-bred kindly friends. But friends being what they are, one of them broke sanctuary; and not knowing why Gale had left Justine, begged him to be reconciled to her. Bitterly, Gale: "Do you ever read your Apocrypha? You should. You really should. It has some fine eloquent passages. 'Like a eunuch embracing a virgin and groaning heavily.' What a magnificent metaphor! Those old fellows knew...
...sent Gale back to his passionate young wife, a husband and yet not a husband. For several years they stuck it out, till cumulative suspicion and repression hurled Justine into the arms of a lover, and Gale to the distractions of Spain. The lover proved less satisfying than the bull-fight-not the conventional scarlet-cloaked trickery, but a duel during which Gale rode bareback, crashing down gorges, wallowing through torrents, staggering up embankments, till finally he brought the bull to its knees...
Last week a whole westerly gale with a velocity of 65 miles per hour whipped the North Atlantic into mighty combers. Seven hundred miles off the Virginia Capes wallowed the little Italian freighter Florida, bound for Naples. Its steering gear was broken, it was inundated by ferocious seas. For four days the crew lived on fruit and water. Frantically Capt. Giuseppe Favaloro flashed SOS signals. Several nearby vessels received them. But, not having radio compasses, which indicate the direction from which signals come, these ships could not locate the Florida...