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...Power, Jr., G.E.S., Louis L. Ray, Jr., 2G, Birdsey Renshaw '33, 4G, Wallaco E. Richmond, Jr., Gordon C. Ring, ARturo Rosenblueth, Otto C. Schmedeman, 2G, Joseph Shack '33, 5G, Charles H. Stauffer, 3G, Herman R. Sweet, Elijah Swift, Jr. '32, 5G, Dean S. Tarbell '34, 3G, Lincoln R. Thiesmeyer, Oswald Tippo, Max Tishler, Joseph E. Upson, 4G, Heinz Werner, Nicholas T. Werthessen '33, 4G, Edgar B. Wilson, Jr.; Alumnl Members: Roy W. Goranson, Joseph W. Greig, George Tunell '20; Associate Member; Thomas L. Perry...
...Lancaster, Ohio, Robert Schaefer, 8, and Jack Hauser. 7, organized a "G-man" squad with toy guns and disguises supplied by their parents, set up "headquarters" in a shack. Last week Agent Schaefer strolled into headquarters, encountered a stranger who, when questioned, gave him a dollar and told him to keep his mouth shut. Stealing out to the street, Agent Schaefer signaled a policeman, exclaimed: "I've just captured a criminal." In the shack the policeman arrested Owen Bickel, 17, a convict who had just escaped from two Federal officers...
Dudley House Committee Officers for the year 1937-38 have been announced, with Joseph Franklin '38, of Boston, as chairman. Serving with him are Leon D. Star '40, Julius L. Shack '39, and Theodore H. White...
Noticing a "For Rent" sign on a vacant farmhouse near Chicago's suburban Deerfield, a passerby stopped in to look around. In the backyard he heard feeble whimpers coming from a little shack, smashed a window. Braving a nauseous stench, he crawled inside, found six Scotch terriers huddled in a corner. Obviously near death from stifling and starvation, the six little dogs were rotting bags of bones, their teeth and gums infected, their bodies covered with shiny black spots where their hair had fallen...
Wintering with his household of nine on an Arizona ranch last year, Novelist Priestley spent an intensely ruminative 20 minutes one midnight in his writing shack analyzing himself, his U. S. travels, his possible travels in the Hereafter. His conclusions, considerably expanded and set down in Midnight on the Desert, show the familiar Priestley discursiveness, less of his easy-going humor than usual and a not-always recognizable U. S. On that night he felt like "a half-starved little coyote . . . howling to the stars...