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...Liberty, the names of Pilot Holger Hoiriis and Passenger Otto Hillig could scarcely be found in U. S. newspapers. Their momentary flame of fame had been blown out by the propeller blast of the glorious Winnie Mae (see col. i). Here & there little two-paragraph despatches told of their jaunt from Copenhagen back into Germany, where Mr. Hillig became king for a day to the 300 inhabitants of his native Steinbrucken, whence he emigrated to the U. S. 40 years ago. There he shook hands with those oldsters who thought they remembered him as a boy of 15, dined...
...humorous story of the Five-Year Plan now appears in English, illustrated with the same drawings as the edition taught today in Soviet schools ($1.75).-ED. Dutch Stories Sirs: Thank you for squibs Netherlandish: "Waterier Prize" (Peace); "Sir Henry Deterding" (Oil); "Dutch Empire" (Gov. Gen. Davis' East Indian jaunt); "Hollandish Opening" (Capa-blanca's chess...
...satire touching, all in all, a rather wide variety of subjects. High society is gently lifted to a prominent positions on the proverbial handle bars shortly after the opening curtain and the final speech of the evening leaves one with the impression that the ride is along and satisfactory jaunt. Miss, Billie Burke, sometimes known as Mrs. Florenz Ziegfeld, is the delightfully diverting center of this half of the play; while Miss Katherine Warren, as Rosine Browne, is the emotional storm center. Between the two and quite dominating the stage is Mr. Novellow himself. This very handsome and accomplished actor...
...Inventors Poirer, Lyon, Oberth and Esnault-Pelterie had had their rocket planes in readiness last week, they might have reached a planet with a short jaunt of only 16 million miles. The tiny asteroid Eros passed closer to the earth than any other body except the moon and an occasional comet ever comes. Men could see it with strong binoculars, scrutinize it with telescopes...
Into a drawing room on an outbound train at Manhattan's 125th Street station was carried a case of Golden Wedding rye whiskey, one day last week." But it was not a Senator or a Governor or even a Mayor who was leaving town for a pleas ure jaunt. It was New York's nervous, hollow-eyed, pasty-faced little racketeer, Jack ("Legs") Diamond. He was going home to the Catskill Mountains. Dressed in a flashy coat, grey spats and a checked cap, carrying two novels (Jury of Death, Super-City), he had just been released from...