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...heavy bettor at racetracks. His family lived in style. Yet his reported income was modest, its sources vague. He filed no tax returns for the period 1929-35 until the Government cracked down. Then the following items were revealed: $3,300 a year for "services" to the Sun & Surf Club at Atlantic Beach, L. I.; $2,400 to $6,550 a year for "services" to the New Hampshire Breeders (Rockingham Park racetrack company); $4,000 to $5,000 a year from Kenway Construction Co. for "services...
Thus began the radio log of United Air Lines' Trip 6-Seattle to San Diego, Calif.- on the rainy night of November 28, 1938. Nine hours later Co-Pilot Lloyd E. Jones was dead, drowned in the surf off Point Reyes, near Oakland. So were the stewardess and three of the four passengers. The ship, a Douglas DC-3, out of gas, off its course and miserably mismanaged by its First Pilot Charles B. Stead, was a wave-washed wreck...
...when he was 27, Maurice Prendergast had saved up $1.000. He arrived in Paris in May, lived for three years on his $1,000. Back in Boston he never lost a chance to go to Revere Beach or Marblehead, when the weather was fine, to paint ships, bathers, surf. His paintings are all blobby, brightly-pied patterns, in a more distinctly personal technique than was developed by most U. S. followers of the French Impressionists, who broke up sunlight into a mist of colors. By 1901, when he painted In Central Park (see cut), he stood high among...
Such shouts and transports as London has not seen since the Armistice sped Britain's beaming 69-year-old hero to Buckingham Palace. There Mr. and Mrs. Chamberlain and the King and Queen were called out on the balcony by a steady surf roar of "Good old Nev! Hurrah for Chamberlain! Peace with honor! Three cheers for Nev! Good old Nev! Peace in our time...
...world. But the most ingenious evidence concerns the Maine air, which Author Roberts credits with bringing 75 writers into his neighborhood of southern Maine. His theory is that they go there and write furiously and successfully because the air contains iodine pounded out of the seaweed by the ocean surf. For himself, unfortunately, the iodine is wasted, since he can write only in Italy, ''where I own nothing, don't want to own anything, have no acquaintances, am wholly uninterested in my surroundings...