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...bunch of good men in office. Look at Hoover there, he's just too yellow to start anything. He's so afraid that somebody will jump on his neck that he won't do anything about the depression or prohibition or national debts. What this country needs is an Irishman in office. He would show them how to take things in hand and stop this shilly-shallying around issues. Personally all I am interested in now is a nice big beer...
...chief agitator for freeing the Filipinos. Last summer he traveled to Manila, stirred the islands' little brown men to wild excitement. Standing before him, tall, handsome, was Secretary of War Patrick Jay Hurley, 49-, onetime capitalist of Tulsa and fighting son of a poor immigrant Irishman. To counteract the Hawes agitation President Hoover sent Secretary Hurley to the Philippines last autumn. He left Washington determined that the U. S. should hold on to its Pacific possession. He returned with the same fixed idea. Last week he was summoned to the Capitol to testify on a bill prepared by Senators...
Four years ago another eccentric fi burst forth upon the world from Newburyport. He was Andrew Joseph ("Bossy") Gillis, 34, a hard-boiled red-headed Irishman with close-set eyes, a screwed-up mouth and a pancake felt hat pushed down over his forehead. Onetime sailor roustabout, he started to erect a filling station on his lawn in contemptuous regard of a city zoning law. He protested at the City Hall and, having "hung one on the the Mayor's jaw," was sentenced to 60 days in the local jail. From then on he began to act like the reincarnation...
...likely successor to Jim Preston in the Senate gallery: William Collins, stocky little Irishman, onetime New York World office boy in the Washington bureau, for 20 years Jim Preston's assistant...
...eagerness to up-to-datedly emulate mid-Victorian Punch's idea of being funny at Irishmen's expense TIME overlooks the fact that there were no potatoes in Ireland-or anywhere else in Europe-a thousand years ago. Will TIME forgive a slightly nauseated Irishman (Mick, Harp, Turkey, Flannel-mouth, if TIME prefers) if a mild passion for truth makes him a bit insensible to fun-loving TIME'S preference for what it deems to be humor...