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Over the President's wine and Teetotaler Hitler's water they discoursed upon high politics. Once again the shrunken-jowled President boomed out the useful aphorism which serves him on all occasions: '"Ordnung muss sein! We must have order!" There are times when such platitudes are the highest statesmanship, especially when dealing with an hysteric type like Adolf Hitler. His air was almost reverent as he posed two hours later with the Reichspräsident for a farewell flash portrait. As Der Führer ducked out to fly by night back to Berlin, massive Old Paul...
...Ordnung muss sein! We must have order!" But who is to bring order out of Germany's political and economic chaos? Last week Adolf Hitler, seven days after he had sent some of his closest political henchmen to Death and two days after he had made an Economic Tsar, suddenly left Berlin by plane for the Bavarian Alps "to draw from Nature further inspiration." In Berlin his party henchmen declared blankly, "July will be a month of truce. Also no more Cabinet meetings are scheduled for July." An inspiration. widely published by the official Press, exhorted all unmarried...
Today the watchword of "Old Paul"-repeated in nearly all his public addresses amid tremendous applause-is this noble and useful platitude: "Ordnung muss sein!" ("There must be order...
...only at Harvard, but also at other colleges throughout the East His program for the afternoon follows: Prelude in G major Bach Fuge, Canzone und Epilog (Fis dur) for organ, women's voices and violin, "Credo in vitam venturi saeculi. "Amen," Karg-Elert Choral Prelude, "O Welt, ich muss dich lassen" Brahms Choral Prelude, "Ich ruf zu dir, Herr Jesu Christ" Bach Fuge, Canzone und Epilog (Fis dur) Karg-Elert
...sometimes stray afield; a middle-aged married man whose thoughts always return homeward. Wilfred J. Funk dutifully summed himself up, in fact, in his opus for May 9 entitled "Symptoms," as follows: SYMPTOMS I am a sort of a cynical cuss, Mellow and mildly sarcastic. My sensibilities hardly will muss Any more; they're elastic. I have aversions-God knows it-a score- Motor trips, talkies, recitals, College reunions-they all are a bore Paining me deep in my vitals. I dislike dancing-at least with a And only when I am drinking; Cabarets long ago lost their appeal...