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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...things made the strike threat dangerous as dynamite: (1) The American Federation of Labor has set its heart on unionizing a great open-shop motor industry. With automobile manufacturers heading into their best season in years, and profits definitely in sight. Labor's bargaining position was all but ideal. Now if ever the automobile companies could be forced to recognize the A. F. of L. under pain of strike at the peak of production. (2) No less firmly braced were the heads of the automobile industry against allowing their business, whatever the cost, to fall into the clutches...
Buried almost out of sight in a subsection of a proposed bill which RFC Chairman Jesse Jones sent to the Senate last week, was a whole new world of Government money lending. The rest of the bill was largely concerned with details of RFC loans to banks, railroads, insurance companies, mortgage companies and similar institutions. The notable subsection, however, would authorize RFC to lend directly to private industry & commerce...
...monstrous arms over his head, clasped his hamlike hands, smiled a tusky smile in greeting to Prisoner Alphonse Capone. Up behind a second floor window Prisoner Capone returned the gestured greeting, hopped up & down excitedly, pressed his nose to the pane to watch the heavyweight champion amble out of sight...
Helmeted and handsome, a London policeman incautiously pauses before a hedge, groans, contorts his face, sinks lifeless to the pavement Europe's most accomplished cracksman, dinner jacketed, cool, emerges from a casement window, catches sight of the officer still weltering bloodily on the hedge, hurries away, slightly ruffied by the event. Scotland Yard at last has a clew; if they find the cracksman who stole the $256,000 dollar diamond, they feel certain they will have the maniac swordsman who stuck the policeman from behind the hedge, who had killed four other police in almost as many nights...
...sidewalk which borders the Fogg Museum. It was five o'clock, foggy, and the end of a hard and bitter day. The bells in Memorial Hall had just ceased tolling, and those of St. Paul's had brazenly clattered their answer. A short distance ahead the Vagabond caught sight of an old woman. She was dressed in rags, she tottered onwards unmindful through the myriad puddles, and now and then she addressed a plaintive supplication to passers by. For this the Vagabond was in no mood; he hastily crossed to the other side of the street with...