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Francis David Langhorne Astor, 27, son of Virginia-born Lady Nancy Astor. Already serving were sons Michael, William Waldorf, John Jacob. Said Lady Astor (whose gas mask contains a compartment for lipstick and compact): "I know what the horrors of war are, for I went through the last one when my boys were children. But they...
...into Franklin Roosevelt's hands the means of carrying it out in the name of preparedness. Gone was the Administration's peacetime notion of self-liquidating projects. Peace itself had been liquidated. Last week even Henry Morgenthau, who opposed public works spending, rehired Chicago's learned Jacob Viner, Princeton's Winfield William Riefler, No. 1 & 2 Treasury anti-spending brain trusters, and Princeton's Walter W. Stewart, to advise him how to spend for preparedness in the U. S.'s greatest crisis...
...pieces of sculpture had been removed to three large country houses, locations unannounced. Already moved were 140 canvases of the late great pre-Impressionist Joseph Mallord William Turner. On the floor near the ladies' lavatory, still waiting their turn for evacuation, were the sculptures of very-much alive Jacob Epstein...
...within 30 and 60 days respectively; $4,542,000 payable by Aug. 31, 1942; $1,362,500 payable by Aug. 31, 1943. All deferred payments were guaranteed by the Yokohama Specie Bank, Ltd., New York City, with interest at 4%. To President Henry-whose late client Jacob Sloat Fassett (onetime Congressman and Republican leader of New York's Senate) was a backer of Promoter Hunt -this deal seemed fair enough. It looked timely to most of Oriental Consolidated's 829 stockholders (350 English, 224 American, 149 French, 106 scattered). On the London Stock Exchange news of the negotiations...
Then the picket boat showed up. Marksman Peskin, his trigger-finger tensed, his eyes seeking the quarry, scrambled up the liner's Jacob's ladder, followed by the two guardsmen. By this time the lion, bored and weary, had curled up behind a divan, was peacefully snoozing. It was not the moment for the niceties of hunting etiquette. Marksman Peskin was taking aim, when the Amazone's Captain Nyhoff nervously reminded him that a luckless shot in the gunpowder magazine might blast them all to kingdom-come. Swallowing his professional pride, Marksman Peskin inched closer, then fired...