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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Major-General Malin Craig, Commandant of the War College at Washington, was out playing golf with his aide and two instructors on the Indian Spring course one day last week when the most important event of his life occurred. Three thousand miles away in Coronado,. Calif, a gentleman who likes the Navy better than the Army suddenly took it into his head to send a telegram before sailing off for the Panama Canal. When the General returned to his red brick quarters on the banks of the Potomac, his wife danced up to tell him that Commander-in-Chief Franklin...
...such lack of decision and a thousand other bits of Chinese guile there has been enough to keep Japan preoccupied all summer, especially since a crisis was germinating simultaneously in the Japanese fighting service's own high command at Tokyo. This crisis crystallized in the assassination of one of mild Japanese War Minister Senjuro Hayashi's senior general staff officers (TIME, Aug. 26) and the emergence of new and more militant War Minister Yoshiyuki Kawashima. Last week the Tokyo sabre-rattlers were ready to give China what it takes to make an obstreperous wife or nation behave...
...week the amount of potential ennui the U. S. amusement industry was about to sell its patrons was terrific. Just at that critical hour the Theatre Guild offered Alfred Lunt & Lynn Fontanne in The Taming of the Shrew. Here, in good faith, was a pleasant comedy to bar a thousand harms and lengthen life...
Critics Moseley pick Harvard to be Cross tonight, but Sage of Age he think Crimson not de-Ford ten thousand men of victory. With good Harlow blocking Crusaders will have to Gavin and will find none can Kidd Harvard. If Kelly say to Crusaders quote Yablonsky backsky homesky unquoto Purple may turn Curley tall and Linqua no lonqua. Prediction of Sage: Harvard 14, Holy Cross 12. Other scores, Yale, 13, Penn 13; Ethiopia 4.562, Italy 778. Kindest regards all friends...
...immaculate dress shirts, and there was the Vagabond's. There were laughing faces, and cracking smiles. There were great cascading bouquets, there were wall flowers and pansies. There were tinkling glasses and the dull thud of a bass drum. There were broken hearts, there was the boredom of a thousand. There was a moonlite terrace, there were also chaperons. There were long embrassing conversations; there were short embracing silences. There were those who cut in; there were those who, most unfortunately, did not. There was an evening mist; there were missed chances. There were scrambled eggs; there were scrambled dances...