Word: senors
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...squarejawed, hard-eyed President Emilio Fortes Gil is an oldfangled rough-and-tumble battling lawyer with a newfangled humanitarian conscience. Last week he finished jamming through two thirds of Mexico's 28 state legislatures a Constitutional amendment. It permits enactment by the Mexican Congress of a law which Senor Fortes Gil declares will "create an equilibrium between the Tyranny of Capital and the Tyranny of Labor...
...with the Chief Executive of a land where he is selling cars. All the same a large extension of the Ford Assembly Plant in Mexico City is not being proceeded with. Scare-heads in the Mexican Press declared last week that if the Fortes Gil Labor Code is enacted Senor Ford is resolved to pay off all his Mexican assemblers, keeping only a sales and service force in the field...
...Mexican Workers, a potent radical labor group. Denouncing "restrictions on the right to strike and dangers to workmen in the so-called 'Labor' code," the confederation resolved "to exhort all affiliated labor groups throughout the country to order partial stoppages of work and finally a general strike if Senor Fortes Gil's project is insisted...
...poor babies of Manhattan and environs are richer by $130,000, that being their share of the sums paid by 40,000 fight patrons to see last week's Milk Fund bout between Heavyweights Max Schmeling and Paulino Uzcudun in the Yankee Stadium. Herr Schmeling and Senor Uzcudun are richer by $72,500 each, or 40% of the total proceeds. Herr Schmeling is richer by the title, "Champion of Europe," which awkward Senor Uzcudun previously held in a vague way. Fight patrons are richer only by the semi-satisfaction of a hope, the half-answer of a question...
Herr Schmeling was being cautious. His opponent's long left arm was flying over-head very frequently. Senor Uzcudun was clumsy. His nose is so flattened on his face that a punch on it makes him snort for breath like a prize hog. It seemed best to him to cross his big bony arms in front of his face to protect it from Schmeling's choppy thrusts, to bend over forward and try to butt Schmeling around to where he could be hit by a wild-swinging attack. After he found the range, Uzcudun thrashed often and heavily into Schmeling...