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...Robert Simon, 42, of Saone, France, was turned down cold by the Roman Catholic Archdiocese of Chicago when he applied for permission to give a high-diving exhibition to raise money for his parish. Since 1947, high-diving Pere Simon has given some 35 performances in Europe (TIME, Sept. 3, 1951), the proceeds of which have rebuilt his war-damaged church, erected a dispensary and brought nursing sisters to his village. Simon announced his intention of trying his luck in another diocese. "It is true I am an athlete," he said, "but above all else I am a priest...
...once to the home of his friend Author-Critic Théophile Gautier. "But, Papa, it's so late," said Dumas fils. "And you've been traveling eight days." But they went, roused Gautier and gossiped till 4. Finally they headed for home on foot, and Dumas pere never stopped talking. When they arrived at 6, Dumas pere immediately demanded a lamp. "A lamp? But why?" asked his son. "To see by, of course. I am going to get to work." Forthwith he started on The Garibaldians and another novel...
Douglas v. Rip van Winkle. In Room 915 of Peoria's Pere Marquette Hotel, Paul Douglas arose at 8 a.m. after eight hours' sleep. He did some paper work, looked over a speech, then drove out to deliver it to the Illinois State Federation of Labor at the Peoria armory. As he has for nearly two years, he bore down heavily on the Illinois economic situation...
...Record. How well had Young run his railroads? When Young took over Alleghany Corp. in 1937 he got control of five railroads-the C. & O., the Pere Marquette, the Nickel Plate, the Wheeling & Lake Erie, and the Erie. The shaky Erie went into bankruptcy in 1938. As for the others, which have a total 6,485 miles of track compared to the Central's 10,714 miles, even Young's bitterest enemies admit that he has done a fine job on finances, though opinions differ on Young's ability as a practical operating railroader...
...last week, the guards at Ucci-ardone heard a cry for help from Pisciotta pere. "Gasparino is feeling bad," called the old man. "Help him in God's name." The guards arrived in time to find the young bandit writhing convulsively on his bunk. Rushed off to the prison hospital, he died some 40 minutes later. What had happened? On the face of it, nothing. Gaspare had brewed his own and his father's coffee as he did every morning. As usual, he had stirred into his own cup a spoonful of vitamin preparation. The medicine...