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From Indianapolis, the President sped back to Washington, there sped to a White House microphone to report to the nation on his tour. Studiously pedestrian in its "nonpolitical" approach to Drought, Franklin Roosevelt's first fireside talk of 1936 took on some of the verve of his previous radio heart-to-hearts when he turned to re-employment and his favorite theme of economic freedom. Said he: "My friends!* I have been on a journey of husbandry. . . . I saw drought devastation in nine states. I talked with families who had lost their wheat crop, lost their corn crop, lost...
...onto a Toronto dance floor, strode up to a dancer whom he suspected as the bottle-thrower, knocked him flat. Greatly upset was Bandleader Vallee to discover later he had smacked the wrong man, Moffet Dunlap, scion of a wealthy Toronto family. To the Dunlap estate he hastily sped, apologized. Mumbled he: "I didn't hit him very hard. I greatly regret the whole affair...
Though Dictator Mussolini in negotiation is one of the coldest and most self-possessed statesmen in Europe, he always leaves a rattling war display in high exuberance. Last week he sped from the games to the most fecund little town in the Kingdom to expound his favorite rabbit philosophy of Empire. As the fathers & mothers of Potenza and their highly numerous offspring thronged around him with cheers, Orator Mussolini cried: "Those who have a right to Empire are the fecund peoples-those people who have the pride and the will to propagate their race on earth-VIRILE PEOPLES...
Extracting from his Dictator's black wallet a 100 lire ($8) bill, Mussolini said: "At least for one week you will now be able to devote all your attention to your child," handed her the note, climbed back behind the wheel and sped away...
...hopped the spry Governor and strode down the cinder platform to the automobile in which he was to ride with rich and handsome Mrs. Worthington Scranton, Republican National Committeewoman and dowager of Pennsylvania politics. Past West Middlesex' dozen stores and between its few blocks of houses they sped amid shouts of "Hurrah" and "Come on, Alf!" (A few indelicate Democrats yipped, "Hurrah for Roosevelt.") Beyond the town the road was lined with more cheering people. Alf Landon wriggled up to perch on the back of the tonneau, wave his straw hat and shout back while Mrs. Scranton clutched...