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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...filled with war workers screeched through Hamilton; the Army rumbled around in "trolleys"-large trucks formerly used for carrying convicts to work; manager of the Mid-Ocean Club, who owned a car for use within the Club's 200-acre estate, dashed happily back & forth with dispatches between St. George and Hamilton, the capital. With the island under decree law, women suffragists revived their old agitation for the ballot and were pleased and surprised when one of Governor General Denis Kirwan Bernard's first decrees gave it to them...
Half the time kidding rah rah stuff, during the other half Rodgers & Hart rove as far from the campus as they please. In Spic & Spanish, dark, Puerto Rican St. Vitus Dancer Diosa Costello does everything but break a leg. In I Didn't Know What Time It Was, charming Marcy Wescott tremulously chalks one up for love. In Give It Back to the Indians, Rodgers & Hart sell short the Manhattan they raised a glass to in the Garrick Gaieties. In I Like to Recognize the Tune* Rodgers & Hart-who hate swing-give "hot" bands an earful...
Died. Monsignor Michael Joseph Lavelle, 83, for 52 years pastor of St. Patrick's Cathedral, Manhattan, Vicar General of the New York Roman Catholic Archdiocese; after long illness; in Manhattan. He was uniquely honored by being the first ecclesiastic below archiepiscopal rank to be buried in the cathedral crypt, in company with three Cardinals, two archbishops, including his old friend and superior, Patrick Cardinal Hayes...
...Cyril Gerard Holland, vicar of Ewell, Surrey, deplored such chauvinist talk. Said he: "Let us at least leave God as a neutral." In John Bull, Rev. William McCormick, popularly known as "Pat" McCormick, of St. Martins-in-the-Fields, hazarded that "God must hate it all ... the evil behind this use of force, the misery and suffering. . . . His is the hardest part. He's in the midst of all the suffering because . . . Germans and Allies alike . . . we're all his children...
...Lung. Six years ago a middle-aged Pittsburgh physician with cancer of the lung made a long, painful journey to St. Louis to beg a crumb of hope from famed Surgeon Evarts Ambrose Graham.* Both doctors thought that death was inevitable, and Dr. Graham decided on a last, desperate measure, never before tried in the history of surgery: complete amputation of the cancerous lung in one stage. An incision was made down the sick man's back, beside and below his shoulder blade. Carefully Dr. Graham slit through tough chest muscles, removed sections of seven ribs, neatly severed...