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Daredeviltry and Research. Eddie Allen, 47, looked like no Hollywood conception of a test pilot. He was modest to the point of shyness. Frail as a column of smoke, he never weighed more than 135. The few straggly strands of hair on top of his bald pate made him look like a tweedy cupid. His nose was fused into his face when he spun to earth more than 20 years ago in young Fred Harvey's white Curtiss Jenny, but many years later a plastic surgeon built him a creditable nose...
Later in the second period George Hooper, tackle, blocked a Gold Cost punt and the team was again in scoring position. This time, however, they were stopped by the determined Adams line. Pate Dorsey, Eliot captain and wingback, was injured in the first half, but Dick Chenowcth, speedy fullback, kept the offense moving, calling signals and running most of the plays...
Those who crowded up front saw a pudgy man with cheeks like apple dumplings, blue eyes beneath crooked restless eyebrows, the merest foam-flecking of sandy gray hair on his bald pink pate, a long black cigar clenched at a belligerent angle above his bulldog jaw. From the sleeves of his blue sack coat extended long cuffs, half hiding the small hands folded placidly across his middle...
...Executive Committee: Henry P. Fletcher, Ferric C. Galpin, M. Preston Goodfellow, Herbert Hoover, Richard W. Lawrence, Chauncey Mc-Cormick, Dave Hennen Morris, Maurice Pate, Edgar Rickard, Lewis L. Strauss, W. Hallam Tuck, Allen Wardwell. - Lars Moen, an American chemist who was caught in Belgium by the Blitzkrieg, reported in his recent book Under the Iron Heel (Lippincott; $2.75) that scores of Belgians told him "perhaps the major" share of food sent from the U. S. to Belgium during World War I was diverted to feed the Germans...
...British Parliament passed an Emergency Powers Defense Act giving the Government full control over everybody and everything. As Minister of Labor, horny-handed Ernest Bevin could -if he chose-walk into London's stuffy Athenaeum Club, tap the Archbishop of Canterbury on his bald pate and order him to Sussex to dig trenches. Having, as the London Times put it, placed "our ancient liberties ... in pawn for victory," Britons wondered what their Government intended to do about it. Last week they found...