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...Kennedy children almost as enthusiastically as though they were the King's own moppets, and the Sunday Observer has recently come out with the results of a competition in which Britons have been writing verses on the U. S. Ambassador's recent hole-in-one at Stoke Poges...
...Near the Stoke Poges churchyard in Buckinghamshire where Thomas Gray in the 18th Century wrote an elegy, there is a brand-new golf course. There Joseph Patrick Kennedy on the fourth day after his arrival as U. S. Ambassador to Britain (see p. 19) scored a hole-in-one. Dazed, he exclaimed, according to British reporters: "Just fancy! I had to come all the way over here...
...were jigs, tools, drawings for a mechanical stoker. The original owners carried the stoker on their books at $5,000. The new owners considered it worthless. Idea for the stoker is supposed to have occurred to a greenhouse operator who got sick & tired of hopping out of bed to stoke his furnace on cold nights. The iron works had actually turned out a few crude stokers, using a feeder worm similar to that in a meat chopper. Several months after the iron works changed hands, inquiries began to straggle in from people who had seen the stoker in operation. Suddenly...
...press," Manhattan's reviewers habitually bend over backward to give radical drama the best possible marks. The case of Paradise Lost was no exception. Unanimously Mr. Odets was again declared to be the most promising playwright in the land. Again he got generous credit for his ability to stoke up steam under dramatic situations, explode them in fine style. Praised, too, was Mr. Odets' peculiar vulgate in which a girl is a "squab" or a "melon," thoughts are sometimes articulated by the titles of popular songs and a state of amorous infatuation occurs when "the little love bugs...
...Chicago chapel one night last week gathered 75 frazzled vagrants for the funeral of Harry Batter, 46, professional hobo, who had died trying to stoke a fire with gasoline. To Dr. Ben Reitman, president of Chicago's Hobo College, Batter had left his money, and directions to master the ceremonies. Announced Dr. Reitman: "Everybody eat, drink, and be merry-that's what Harry ordered. Harry was a sponger . . . and no good, but he had a fine heart." Services opened with the singing of "Hallelujah, I'm a Bum." Vagrants got drunk, made speeches, piously intoned the Hobo...