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...Stimson read White's letter aloud, then showed the press a similar card, sent to Lieut. Alfred T. Hearne at Fort McIntosh, Tex. Had Mr. Secretary any comment on these exhibits? Yes, he had jotted down something. From a typewritten flimsy he read: ". . . It is necessary to keep this force in existence . . . peril still exists. ... At this moment, a circular is sent out which will have the effect of impairing discipline. . . . Without expressing legal opinions, I will simply say that I think that comes very near the line of subversive activities against the United States-if not treason." With...
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Among the veterans who join and enliven every Harvard Club celebration, come wind, come weather, were James H. McIntosh '84, Gerrish Newell '96, William M. Kendall '76, James Byrne '77, and Mitchell D. Follansbee '92. McIntosh is the oldest living ex-president of the Associated Harvard Clubs, and Kendall and Byrne were the oldest alumni who registered yesterday. Newell, brother of the famous athlete, Marshall "Ma" Newell '95, after whom Newell boathouse was named, has long been the motivating force of the New Jersey Harvard Club. Follansbee, who has attended "all but two or three" of the 43 Harvard Club...
...Newspapermen are notoriously bad prophets.* But when the mood is on them, they cannot refrain from prophesying. Last week two veteran political reporters, Jim Hagerty of the New York Times and Edwin S. ("Ned") McIntosh of the New York Herald Tribune, thought they had found the dark horse of the Republican Convention in short, swart Joseph William Martin Jr., able minority leader of the House of Representatives. From Topeka, Kans., where Nominee Alf Landon performed the same function in 1936, Joe Martin keynoted at the famed Republican Kansas Day rally. Messrs. Hagerty & McIntosh reported that Republican leaders from all over...
...afternoon activities to stand with White House newshounds outside the office of her friend Franklin Roosevelt. When the door opened she tumbled inside first ahead of the pack, and handed the President of the United States a big red apple wrapped in a white silk ribbon. "Is it a McIntosh?" smiled Mr. Roosevelt. "No, I'm sorry-it's a sheep's nose," trilled Evie. "We'll have to try them in Dutchess County," remarked Squire Roosevelt, still smiling, and turned to the business of his press conference...