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Followed by 40 automobiles, the bus sped down the highway toward Duck Hill. Two miles from the scene of last December's murder, 500 country folk, including women and children, waited expectantly in a patch of pinewood. When the motorcade from Winona arrived, the mob closed in to watch as the terrified Negroes were dragged from the bus. People in the back rows could hear heavy chains clink as the two blackamoors were made fast to trees...
...first two cars managed to keep to the rails as the juggernaut sped around the corner from Brattle Street into Massachusetts Avenue, but this mechanized game of crack-the-whip was too much for car No. 3, which jumped the track, carrying Nos. 1 and 3 with it five feet off the roadbed...
...power. Needing money for the C. I. O. campaign which has carried him to Labor's peak, he raised-and can raise again when he needs to-a $1,000,000 war chest simply by tapping each of his miners $1 per month for two months. As he sped back to Michigan last week with the coal settlement in his pocket, Leader Lewis and U. M. W. had once again given public and employers an object lesson in industrial order, furnished unruly new automobile unionists (see p. 20) and millions of workers whom he hopes still to organize, with...
...morning rival, the San Francisco Chronicle. There had been a tipoff. The Chronicle's men had their own pictures, and their launch engine was running smoothly. While the Examiner's, men fumbled with their dead engine and crippled diver, the Chronicle launch, unaware of the situation, sped ashore and delivered its plates to waiting messengers. Then it returned to tow in the disabled Examiner launch. It was an hour between the diver's smash and medical attention for him at a hospital. There, for hours, the shocked mother and the wife (three months with child) faced...
Padding about uncertainly in the tumbled sawdust of the big cage, the last three or four lions responded to a cue from outside the bars, wheeled and sped toward the runway leading to their own cages. The crowd that packed Manhattan's cavernous Hippodrome one night last week was up in its seats, streaming toward the exits past the array of jabbering freaks in the lobby. And ducking into the wings with the last salvo of applause still drumming in his ears a small man, in a shirt and breeches that had once been spotless white, shouldered through...