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With the Captain was a lanky young woman of cultured mien. Her tousled blonde mop, high cheek bones and wide, tight mouth made her look remarkably like Charles Augustus Lindbergh, particularly when her hat was off. Her name was Amelia Earhart. She was working in a Boston settlement house but she had learned in California how to fly. With admonitions to keep her hat off as much as possible Publisher Putnam, whom Amelia Earhart soon learned to call "G. P." or "Gip," bore her off to Mrs. Guest. She got the job. Few months later "G. P." was able...
...energies of honest, capable men. Those, therefore who are eminently fitted through training, ability, and character to elevate politics from their rut are discouraged at every turn. There is little honor due the person who cries over spilt milk while holding in his own hands the only effective mop...
Last week the House of Representatives, hunting "that fellow behind the tree." took its orders from a tall, lanky North Carolina farmer, bald as a buzzard and a short, chunky New York lawyer with a mop of shiny black hair. The first was Robert Lee Doughton, a Democrat who has served 20 years in the House and is a member of the Ways & Means Committee. The second was Fiorello ("Little Flower") Henry La Guardia, an insurgent Republican in the House since the War. Poles apart on politics and personality they were united last week in a great and vehement opposition...
Fiery Fury. Governor Murray spruced up for the occasion. His lean wrinkled face had been shaved. His mop of thick greying hair was carefully combed. He wore a clean white shirt and his blue suit was pressed. Those who went to Collinsville to see a rustic figure in mismatched clothes and red suspenders were disappointed. But there was no disappointment in the fiery fury of the Murray speech. He began, as usual, by harking back to his early days when he was "born in a cotton patch during a November snowstorm; rocked in the cradle of adversity; chastened by hardship...
...having his life turn into a Horatio Alger tale. Johnny Farrar was a poor boy from Vermont. When he went to Yale to join its strong Class of 1919 he had no influential friends, no cushiony background to carry him over the bumps. Small, squeaky-voiced, with a tousled mop of red hair, Farrar did not look like the Boy Who Made Good. But by junior year he was known and liked by everyone that counted in the college. He edited the Lit, left college to go to War, came back to take his degree with such friends as Stephen...