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...Pietro Ricci, San Francisco music teacher, father of six, recognized his Ruggiero's unusual talent, took him to Louis Persinger who trained Prodigy Yehudi Menuhin. Teacher Persinger enthused, put small Ruggiero under the care of Violinist Mary Elizabeth Lackey for grooming. Later to her went Giorgio. Less and less did the Riccis see their sons. On Nov. 15, 1928, Ruggiero's San Francisco debut was hailed by critics. Next day Father Pietro signed a legal paper thinking (he says) it was a will providing for his boys should he die. Instead the papers made Miss Lackey guardian for Ruggiero...
...Newark, N. J., 400 jobless workers gathered at Headquarters of Trade Unity League (which had published the circulars scattered in Philadelphia's City Hall plaza). There they heard President Hoover described as "the lackey of Wall Street . . . J. P. Morgan's office boy." Police entered, ordered the audience to disperse. Eight men and a girl refused to go, were arrested and arraigned for advocating, by speech, hostility to and destruction of "the government of the U. S., of Newark and New Jersey...
...Baltimore, the slighted city, citizens incensed at his failure to appear, wrecked vengeance on a Massachusetts regiment on its way through their city. Harper's Weekly printed a full-page series of cartoons showing a grotesquely night-capped and bewhiskered Lincoln sitting up in bed while a lackey shouts: "The Blood tubs are after yer!" Lincoln replies, "Run-no-nev-a-r-r let 'em shoo-o-t." Finally, attired in his Scotch cap and long military cape (misconstrued as a disguise) "Abe" retreats over the back fences. He boards a train which takes him to the White...
...Women are underpaid." ? Miss Lela Lackey of Little Rock...
...lionizing, he is apparently impervious. He seems to be writing about actual friends of his, or people he would like to have for friends, with an inflection that first of all suits himself, however well it may also suit the public. When they call him a literary lackey he is artist enough not to mind. He snickers softly up his poplin cuff. The point has been missed, yet his work is good, it satisfies his Oriental sense of perfection and it sells enormously...