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...July, 1929, the house occupied by Horace VanEveren at 13 Kirkland Place was moved southward 30 feet to make way for the Biological Institute. At the same time the residences of Professor W. W. Fenn '$4 and of Professor G. F. Moore, Hon, '06 Emeritus, were moved north...
...brief, we now have very conclusive evidence that the last continental ice-sheet (the Wisconsin) which originated on the Labrador Peninsula and pushed southward, did not cross the outer Gulf of St. Lawrence, the glacial ice having there, as elsewhere, a natural dislike for deep salt water. Nevertheless, in many parts of Newfoundland, Wisconsin-time saw small local sheets of ice on some mountain-slopes and on some of the open plains; and these local Wisconsin sheets did as effective work in Newfoundland as in New England...
...rough wall of wind frescoed with whorls of fog effectively blocked Bering Strait, between Alaska and Siberia, to flyers last week. Nor could boats cross under the wall, for clumps of ice, like polar lizards, skittered through from the Arctic Ocean southward. Yet it was becoming increasingly urgent that men get from the American to the Siberian side. Carl Ben Eielson was lost somewhere over there, with his mechanic Earl Borland. They had been missing since a flight Nov. 9. If living, their provisions, doled sparingly to each other, would have lasted two months...
Thomas Alva Edison in a fringed muffler, Mrs. Edison, four servants, a dozen laboratory assistants and five carloads of laboratory gear & raw materials, all rolled southward last week from New Jersey toward Fort Myers, Fla. Through the press rolled headlines. For Inventor Edison, having celebrated the golden jubilee of his electric light bulb, had signalized his annual winter hegira by an announcement that sounded fraught with gold...
Snugly tidied for the winter last week were the fishing villages along the Burin peninsula, which projects southward from southern Newfoundland. Provender was in the butteries, coal within the bins. Warehouses held stacks of dried and salted codfish, the season's catch, ready to be shipped for profit-to buy calico, yarn, sweaters, boots. Men prophesied a serene winter. Then the fish-giving sea howled unwontedly. A great swoop of water slapped against the shore. It fell back, slapped up again and again. Rent, twisted, smashed, into flotsam went wharves, stores, homes, people. Devastation: more than a score killed...