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Last week there strode into the flat white Department of Interior building in Washington a tall muscular man with a thick black mop of hair. His "good morning" to attendants who were just beginning to recognize him was quick, incisive. He was Dr. William John Cooper, Commissioner of Education in the U. S. Department of the Interior, succeeding tireless Dr. John James Tigert, now president of the University of Florida...
...minutes later they glanced at each other, startled. Was that a police gong? Into the curb eased a car, blue and fast, like the Detective Bureau's. Through the office door strode four men. Two, in police uniforms, swung submachine guns. Two, in plain clothes, carried stubby shotguns...
...steps of the Treasury Building he climbed, strode into the elevator, stepped out at the second floor and entered the big, dark, deep-carpeted office of Secretary Mellon. There he examined plaster models of the Government's new office buildings. Mr. Mellon stooped to point out the details. . . . Later the President walked briskly back to the White House...
...gentle rustle of satisfaction animated the starched silks of the ladies of the Fifth Avenue (Manhattan) Baptist Church when the erect, square-shouldered law clerk strode down the aisle to take his seat. "There," they whispered to one another, "is the Good Young Man of our church." And later, when they walked home with their children, they were apt to say: "Winfield, I wish you wouldn't keep your hands in your pockets. He never does."Or, again:"Ulysses, don't hang your head. Stand up straight, as he does...
...Story. Black Hagar flung the man's body over her shoulder and strode toward the heart of the swamp?"tearing a way through the matted growth with her right hand while she steadied the body with her left. But this position caused her to advance with lowered head, and eyes fixed on the pools of shallow water through which she waded. At first this pleased her, for the little mirrors flung back pictures of sky seen through swaying cypresses, with small white clouds tangled in their branches. But presently she became aware of the reflection of an object that projected...