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...Coast Guardsmen, assigned to watch for border rum-runners. They found no liquor in Motorist Hanson's car. Neither had there been liquor in the car of one J. F. Stearns, into which they had fired three bullets as it topped the Lewiston hill a quarter-hour earlier than Hanson...
...Commerce for Air, was the master of ceremonies who ushered them into the cabin of a huge Fokker transport plane belonging to the Army. Lobbyist Lindbergh sat at the controls smiling. He taxied the length of the muddy field twice, then swooped the legislators around over Washington for a quarter-hour...
...terms of steel, machinery, physical strength, without employing jazz. To this end he has created a symphony of percussion instruments, ten mechanical pianos, several xylophones, assorted bells, wind machines, aeroplane propellers, etc., abjuring completely more lyrical aids. The ballet is a thunderstorm of noise lasting a quarter-hour. Carnegie Hall, jammed to the guards, sat quite still for perhaps two minutes. Then men began shouting across the auditorium. Paper darts sailed down from the galleries. Some people rammed their fists against their ears. Two women jumped up and left the room, running. Pandemonium continued. Ears ached, foreheads throbbed. There...
University A and the second eleven battled without scoring in the first quarter-hour of a 50-minute scrimmage, but Coach Fisher's substitutes crossed the black goal line twice for the only score in the later part of the daily tussle on Soldiers Field. There was the usual program of "skull practice," rudimentary drill, and signal practice before the actual scrimmaging began...
...chimes are here now. They are in the new brick church on Mount Auburn street, and they work awfully well too. Music every hour, may, even every half-hour and quarter-hour, day and night, rain or shine. The denizens of Bow street and Westmorely hear them first; then the sound waves of harmony go clattering down Mount Auburn street echoing and re-echoing against the brick walls...