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...brass of the Navy picked her as an ideal boat for the President, and because a bunch of Missouri Democrats couldn't take it, don't blame it on the ship. (Seventeen big ships hove to in the North Atlantic that week.) Any sailor knows that a ship has to roll or drown in her own smother...
Last week the P-D's determined campaign got action in official Washington. The House subcommittee on immigration gave Ellen Knauff her first full public hearing. Wearing a pert sailor hat and a smart suit, Mrs. Knauff made an appealing and convincing witness; she blamed a jealous ex-sweetheart of her husband's for spreading "gossip" that she was a spy. Offered an opportunity to submit its own evidence and to question Mrs. Knauff, the Department of Justice refused on the ground that it would jeopardize its intelligence sources. With no evidence against Mrs. Knauff, the committee unanimously...
...Crimson sailor Dick Braisted led his eight-man crew to a final sixthplace position in the two-day McMillan Cup sailing competition at Annapolis over the weekend. Braisted skippered the 42-feet Navy yawl "Active" into third place in yesterday's race after finishing ninth in the field of ten in Saturday's race...
...high-school literary magazines right down to the last "yeah" of his criminal escape story. I offer this quote "His eyes followed her without moving his head as a man watches an art trying to crawl out of a glass." As for James Chance's "Home is the Sailor," suffice it to say that a combination of James M. Cain ("Mark lit another Camel . . .") and James Joyce (". . . casting a net around Harvard-Yale Andover Exeter Groton Amherst Williams in Doe speramus.") is appalling...
...summer his grandfather, a retired whaling captain who lived outside New Bedford, took him sailing in his catboat, taught him how to tie sailor's knots and to eat salt pork (anyone planning to follow the sea for a living had to learn to like salt pork, the old man told him). One day, far out on Buzzards Bay, the old man died of a heart attack. Twelve-year-old Forrest was not rattled. He lowered the ensign to half-mast as stipulated by naval custom, sailed the catboat safely back to harbor...