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...rules did not apply. Last week, as the mayoralty campaign heated up, the old man got up at 6 each morning, spent hours bestowing favors, made appearances at football games, banquets, parades and public meetings. Despite his age and ailments, he still managed the mellow eloquence and the matchless gall which had made him the darling of the Boston streets. Though his principal opponents were Irishmen like himself, he spoke as though he were a protector of the people crusading against the Boston Brahmins...
...removal of 43 embarrassing warts from one elderly woman's face) that last week the state medical board was introducing a rigid screening of patients in an attempt to reduce the state's gargantuan hospital and drug bill. Meanwhile, the Washington Pension Union, an organization with limitless gall, was calling for even higher pensions for the future...
Still Kicking. Three days later, returning East aboard a Union Pacific streamliner, the ex-President was stricken with a gall bladder attack. He had to wait five painful hours until a doctor could meet the train at Elko, Nev., give him shots of morphine, sulfa and penicillin. While ambulances and doctors stayed alerted all along the railroad to Chicago, Hoover, after a few hours' sleep, recovered fast enough to resume his gin rummy with his secretary. To a reporter who called on him, he said crisply: "I guess you just wanted to see if I was kicking...
Lanky Eddie Gall, traffic cop at Dearborn and Madison, rubbed his big bass drum with glass wax. Ed Roubik, warehouse foreman, licked the mouthpiece of his ebony musette pipe and squealed a few notes. Hefty Morton H. Petrie, salesman for a candy company, strapped on his whip drum and knocked off a couple of tiddybums, tiddybums. Shrieking pipes and throbbing drums in the hands of 60 middle-aged musicians swung informally into The Hootchy-Kootchy, Little Egypt's tune at the 1893 World's Fair...
...Divan. This week Lloyd, convalescing from a serious gall-bladder operation, stood at another satisfying apex of his life. He had given himself unstintingly to Shrine activities. He had been Al Malaikah Temple's Potentate. For the past seven years he had worked among the Shrine's crippled children's hospitals, had been a director and trustee of that program, which is a substantial and sober part of Shrine activities. It maintains 16 hospitals, annually raises millions of dollars through its circuses, East-West football game, annual dues and local contributions...