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...pound class--Dolan (D) decisioned Kozol (H), 10-3; 128-pound class--Smith (H) pinned Goldthorpe (D) with an arm lock and body press at 4:38; 136-pound class--Abboud (H) pinned White (D) with a double bar arm at 4:39; 145-pound class--King (H) pinned Rabe (D) with a half nelson and body press at 2:59.5; 155-pound class--Gilmore (D) decisioned Skinner (H), 4-2; 165-pound class--Thompson (H) pinned Donahue (D) with a half nelson and leg hold at 8:15; 175-pound class--Monahan (D) decisioned Connors (H), 5-2; heavyweight...
...other $100,000-a-year executive in the U.S. has to put up with the wearisome workaday details that a President does. There are also hundreds of U.S. citizens, great & small, constantly clamoring for his attention. "I wish someone would lock the gate," sighed Appointment Secretary Matt Connelly. "The pressure is terrific...
...Lock Up the Safe. Actually, the musicians, not Cissy, had done the clutching. To help them out in their first year, she gave them, for a small percentage ("I still have to keep Cissy in ham & eggs"), use of both her Moore Theater and her talents as an impresario, which even her enemies admit are considerable...
...after the act had flopped, that the entertainer's usual price was $50. Now when Cissy sallies into Manhattan each year to forage for her annual purchases (up to $250,000 worth) of artistic merchandise (Rubinstein, Heifetz, et al.), New York managers jovially call to their secretaries to lock up the safe. Recently, when a drunk fell through a window almost onto her desk, she surveyed him calmly, then told him: "You're the only person to get into my theater free in 20 years." Says Cissy: "I'm no Lily Pons, but I bet I have...
...Yard Police took steps. They restrained their eager lock-wielders. A hardy student who had continued to plug northward suddenly discovered his trip unobstructed. He quickly spread the word; students streamed up to the new library again; they blinked at the lighting and gaped at the pastel-colored books tacks. And Chief Randall and his faithful group of Police retired in a state of quiet but vigilant apprehension, carefully balancing the advantages of the open gates against the danger of possible nefarious incursions into the Yard from without. They have little to fear, however. Their action has gone...