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LONDON--The 10,002-ton British liner Dumbar Castle, carrying 230 passengers and crow members, was wrecked by a mine in the English Channel today while German warplanes, striking from behind a veil of mist, bombed and machine-gunned at least 14 ships in British North Sea waters, sinking three of them...
Through a thick mist one morning last week two fast trains ran close together on the line from Berlin to Cologne and Neunkirchen. Ahead was a Berlin-Cologne Christmas special, jampacked with third-class passengers. Behind was the regular Berlin-Neunkirchen express. As the Christmas special slowed down for Genthin station, near Magdeburg, the express passed a stop signal. Either the engineer did not see the signal, or its mechanism was faulty. Without slowing down, the express ploughed into the rear of the special, telescoping three flimsy third-class coaches. When rescuers had counted up the dead and injured there...
Late one afternoon a squadron of British bombers left their North Sea bases and flew toward the German coast. Near Helgo land Bight they sighted, through a thin mist, a German battleship, a cruiser, sev eral destroyers, a submarine. The sub marine opened fire, then submerged. A few minutes later a squadron of Messerschmitt pursuit ships came up. For an exciting half-hour the British were under fire by turns from above and below...
...hours winding of the horn, the player will have to pour nearly a glass of water out of its coils and crooks. This is not spit. Shame on you! The horn acts as a still. The breath of the performer (and your breath) is a watery vapor. Remember the mist it makes when blown on a cold window pane? The coils of the horn distill out most of this water. . . . All wind instrument players (except organists and operators of the concertina) suffer from this horrible inconvenience but they do not drool while they play. Shame...
...smell it would be leaf smoke on an Illinois dirt road in November. Closely-knit to the material, it has almost none of the lyric blurring of The Prairie Years (where he wrote of Nancy Hanks as "sad with sorrow like dark stars in blue mist"). Because Sandburg has been compared often to Walt Whitman, his mature portrait of Walt is instructive: "Undersized, with graying whiskers, Quaker-blooded, softhearted, sentimental, a little crazy, this Walt Whitman sang to the war years, 'Rise O days, from your fathomless deeps...