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Such was the largest and the most bitter caricature of the Roosevelt Administration. In bright color but indifferent drawing, it appeared on a 4-by-8-ft. canvas last week in the Westchester Institute of Fine Arts at Tarrytown, N. Y. Entitled Nightmare of 1934, the work was signed Jere Miah II. The anonymous artist had great fun with a typewritten explanation of his picture that referred to mythological characters known as The Chief Mogul, Sheik Morgue En Taw, Har Rywa Llace, Sir Huge Onson, and Old Egghead...
...They range from the little fellow on the corner lot who buys his stock readymade, to such potent concerns as Charles G. Blake Co. of Chicago who built the $100,000 Gary mausoleum, and Presbrey-Leland Studios Inc. of Manhattan who erected the $300,000 William Rockefeller mausoleum at Tarrytown, N. Y. Most big firms do their work on contract, employ their own designers. Architect Raymond Mathewson Hood who died last week (see p. 28) once worked for Presbrey-Leland. The bigger firms are apt to buy their materials from manufacturers like Rock of Ages of Barre...
...inaugural supper. The memory of that evening was so nightmarish that when, 24 years later, he was invited to attend President Taft's inaugural ball as a guest, he flatly refused. That year he was living on a 350-acre estate next to John D. Rockefeller near Tarrytown, N. Y. and was virtually the owner of a $15,000,000 grocery business...
...whenever a Butler horse won. When Depression affected the track, the band was dispensed with. And it was a Butler rule to sell any horse which did not make money. Next to horses and groceries, Jim Butler devoted himself to Catholic charities, founded a Catholic girls' school at Tarrytown...
Quietly into North Tarrytown, N. Y.'s trim Phillipse Manor station at 10 a. m. an electric locomotive drew a baggage car and one compartment Pullman named Glencliff. Two detectives cleared the platform of all save ticketholders. At 11 a. m. five automobiles, one resembling an ambulance, rolled up in single file. From four of them stepped 24 servants. They opened up the ambulance and lifted out not 94-year-old John Davison Rockefeller St., as bystanders expected, but the first of 115 pieces of luggage. Few minutes later Mr. Rockefeller, well-bundled in wraps and ear muffs...