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...State Senator introduced a bill to pay a $100 bonus to Sergeant Evael O. W. Tnesba of the Twelfth Machine Gun Battalion, asked unanimous consent for its immediate consideration. No objection was made and a Democrat Senator generously seconded the measure. It was passed instantly. When Republicans began to guffaw at the blind liberality of the majority, a shrewd Democratic Senator moved to reconsider the bill, had it referred to a committee for study. Only study necessary was to read the machine-gun sergeant's name backward...
...intra-professional bickering. The famed Stanford-Binet "Intelligence Test" (determination of IQ) is under increasing fire from skeptics who hold that intelligence must be defined before a yardstick can be applied to it, that an individual's social value may be wholly unrelated to his IQ. These skeptics guffaw loudly when, every few months, some bright moppet turns up with an IQ claimed to be greater than Einstein's (TIME, Dec. 10). Lately the embattled proponents of the IQ, and of ability and personality tests in general, have strongly preferred "batteries" of examinations to single tests...
...Laundries, each plastered with the slogan "Long Live Linen." Laundryman Marshall sleeps until noon every day, takes a nap before dinner, stays up most of the night, has a dirt phobia, orders coffee before soup when dining out, arrives late for all engagements, laughs in a deafening high-pitched guffaw. The oddities of Mr. Marshall's behavior do not argue lack of acumen. Onetime partner in a small-time vaudeville act with Cinema Director Monta Bell, he built up his string of laundries, conveniently situated in a city where the percentage of stiff shirts and white ties is abnormally...
...right. Once when she had an urgent letter to send and all her bell-pealing brought no servant, she found the lackeys busy playing cards, offered to take one of the men's hands while he went out to post the letter. She loved to laugh, and her guffaw was famous. But nothing suggestive ever roused it: only something very innocent or something very obscene...
...young woman, who has now recovered, the immaculate avenger doffs his topper, bows from the waist saying, "Your purse, Madam," steps quickly back into his limousine, purrs away into the night. . . . Should a Hollywood producer present such a scene on the U. S. screen, audiences would doubtless groan or guffaw. Should any citizen of Atlanta behold such a scene on Ivy Street, near Cain, he would not believe his eyes. Yet that scene is precisely what took place one evening last week, according to Mrs. Mildred Wilson, 23. Convincing enough to Atlanta police were the bruise on her head...