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...aeronauts, scoop-up-&-drop mail service attracted the fancy of the 75th Congress, which directed the Post Office to call for last week's bids. Most popular scooping arrangement is a grapple hook dangling from the plane by a rope to catch another rope (with the mail sack attached) suspended between two posts. To deliver sacks without bursting them, experimenters have used nets, parachutes, hinged rods on the bottom of the sack which absorb the shock. The Post Office left the scooping method to the airlines, subject to approval by the Civil Aeronautics Authority. Deadline for bids: September...
...Scripps-Howard chainpapers drew the week's ablest Third Termite cartoon-a paraphrase of Democratic Pressagent Charles Michelson's remark of last fortnight that "duty" might compel Franklin Roosevelt to run again (TIME, Aug. 15). While the President in uniform stands contentedly on the second (term) sack and a harassed elephant pitcher stands afraid to pitch lest the runner steal third, Mr. Manager Michelson runs out on the diamond shouting: "Aw quit worryin' about him! He ain't gonna run-that is he ain't unless he's forced...
...Constance Bennett giggled, made faces, testified that she refused to pay $3,500 for Artist William Andrew Pogany's portrait of her because he had made her: 1) round shouldered, 2) redheaded, 3) thick-thighed; had not shown her red fingernails; had made her look "like a droopy sack of cement with a rope tied around it." Sit-in model for the portrait had been Mrs. Pogany. Snapped Miss Bennett: "Why, that woman is an Amazon!" Snorted 55-year-old Willy Pogany: "She wanted me to compromise with my artistic honesty." The jury, so instructed by the judge, found...
...From the sack of Shanghai (TIME, Sept. 13): the dead being flopped into trucks like limp loads of fat codfish; the scorched, wailing baby in the railway station square, quite alone except for acres of dead and the newsreel cameramen...
...much success. Last week, in Rochester, N. Y., his announcement that he would perform tricks (to help religion meet "pretty bad modern competition") filled his Volunteers chapel. Adjutant Plews's first stunt was to impersonate St. Paul in prison at Philippi, in padlocked chains and an unscriptural mail-sack. He prayed for God's aid, escaped in a couple of minutes from his bonds, informed his delighted congregation that so could they escape the fetters of sin if they appealed to God. Declaring that religion is admirably "fitted to magic," Necromancer Plews promised to display his repertory...