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...until the ship docked at Manhattan. Assisted by Secretary of the Treasury Morgenthau, he arranged for a Coast Guard automobile to carry him to Floyd Bennett Field. There, swaddled in a heavy flying suit and parachute, he boarded a Coast Guard amphibian which shortly deposited him beside the harbor tug Manhattan in the lower bay off Quarantine. Taken to the Carinthia by the tug, he bounded blithely up the gangway, scowled blackly when he ran square into a bevy of newshawks. Backing away, his fists clenched, he snorted to photographers : "No pictures ! I'm warning...
Springfield, three years in Denver, Colo., he went to University of Kansas as athletic director. After going there, he in vented three more games: war-tug, hilo, vreille (popular only among Kansas co eds). In 1907 Dr. Naismith was replaced as Kansas basketball coach. Since then, his principal contact with the game has been sitting in the front row to watch Kan sas teams, which have won four Big Six Conference championships. Last autumn Dr. Forrest C. Allen, University of Kansas' basketball coach, who makes $4,000 to Dr. Naismith's $3,000, promoted the idea of sending...
...Honolulu dignitaries representing Church and State boarded airplanes and a U. S. tug for the short trip to Kalaupapa. There, with a Japanese cameraman filming the proceedings and Honolulu Undertaker Jacob K. Ordenstein directing operations, nuns, clergy and officials stood by the grave, watched its concrete top cracked away, the plain coffin exhumed. Because there was no longer any danger of spreading Bacillus leprae, no need existed to sterilize Father Damien's mouldering bones and dust, according to President Frederick E. Trotter of the Honolulu Board of Health. In an undersized, zinc-lined coffin of koa wood, the remains...
...evening the S. S. American Importer arrived at Liverpool, stood off the entrance to the Mersey River all night. Next morning it was raining. The dock was jampacked with newshawks, cameramen, workers, who thought they glimpsed the Lindberghs on deck, with Jon in his mother's arms. A tug warped the ship into its berth. A platoon of muttering bobbies carved a lane through the throng, stood in two rows staring into each other's faces. Charles and Anne Lindbergh, pale, came swiftly down the gangplank. A scattered, throaty cheer went up. Some of the men in rough...
Lacy McNair, the bridge tender, was the only one who saw it happen, and there was nothing he could do. To let a tug through one morning last week he had just opened the drawbridge over the muddy Appomattox River a mile from Hopewell, Va. when he heard a tearing crash. Twisting, he saw a big Greyhound bus southbound from Richmond skid through the safety gate, plunge with its screaming passengers off the open bridge. Nothing came up from the 24-foot depth but some oil, bubbling and streaking the surface of the yellow river...