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Still playing the patient underdog, St. Gandhi approached the ship's captain and murmured: "I'm your prisoner for a fortnight. Oh, I'm an even better sailor than a prisoner...
...against Yankee off Martha's Vineyard was "the greatest race of its kind ever sailed." In her races against Shamrock V. Skipper Vanderbilt sailed Enterprise but the Aldrich pennant, blue border and blue anchor on a white field, flew from her $40,000 mast. A better sailor than ex-Commodore Astor, Commodore Aldrich maintains no lavish steam yacht like the Nourmahal; his Wayfarer is a smaller but serviceable boat. Like ex-Commodore Vanderbilt, his favorite sport ashore is tennis. One of his brothers, William T. Aldrich, is Commodore of the Eastern Yacht Club at Boston. The New York Yacht...
...Ghent, Seaman Myak Wooker, 6 ft. 6 in. Esthonian, defied Chief Mate Leonard C. Adams, refused to work unloading cargo. He hid under his bunk. Mate Adams dragged him out. They fought. Wooker seized a fire axe. Mr. Adams drew his revolver, fired twice at close range, killed the sailor. Belgian authorities cleared Mr. Adams but when the Sundance reached Rotterdam he was relieved of his post after the skipper received a petition...
...detective story fiction, The Broadcast Murders reads as if its author was an old hand at the game, though it is his first attempt. But Fred Smith is an old hand at another game: radio. Having served his apprenticeship as a lumberjack in California, a schoolteacher in Indiana, a sailor on the north Atlantic, a government employe in Spain, an importer in Brussels, he became director of WLW, Cincinnati, in 1922; next year wrote and produced the first radio drama. With TIME since 1928 as manager of its radio department, he achieved national recognition among radio men as director...
...cooked beautifully. She liked Quebec and its people, made friends with many of them: courtly and disgruntled old Frontenac; grim old Bishop Laval; cross-eyed Blinker, ex-torturer from the King's prison at Rouen; Pierre Charron, coureur de bois; little Jacques, accidental son of a sleazy, sailor-loving woman; Father Hector, dilettante by nature, missionary by vocation. Once a year the boats from France came in, bringing letters and supplies from home; missionaries and trappers came from the wilderness with tall and terrible tales, but in Quebec itself nothing much happened except the change of seasons, the slow...