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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...words at that session. This was Labormaster John L. Lewis, the first-and next-to-last-witness. Solemnly and heavily he sat in the witness-chair, his coal-miner's pallor* heightened by his rumpled white suit, a Havana perfecto gripped deep in his big chops. In his usual low rumble he began to speak. Gradually the rumble rolled up into a basso roar as his jowls filled with rage. He pounded the committee-table till the ashtrays jumped, then exploded in a statement which will be remembered long after the election...
...morning last week Orlovsky left about 7 a. m., Penn at his usual hour. Across the street, a blue sedan containing two men, which had been waiting about an hour, made a U-turn, drew up beside him as he waddled along the sidewalk. Out stepped a man with a pistol and the morning quiet of the street was shattered by six explosions. Penn, the left side of his body torn up by five slugs, fell to the pavement screaming, "Get me a doctor! Get me a doctor...
Said Frank Buchman: ''Tonight you are going to witness the preview of a new world order." To anyone who had ever attended a Buchmanite meeting, the preview itself was not new, although as usual it featured some new names. M. G. M.'s Louis Burt Mayer spoke up for MRA-as Cinema Tsar Will H. Hays had done at a luncheon given by Mr. Mayer for the Buchmanites. Henry Ford sent a message, publicly endorsing Dr. Buchman and his work by name. Herbert Hoover furnished some words about the world's troubles, which headline writers construed...
...tutted: "At least you won't be misled by French eloquence." Nor was he ever. In 1936, still immune, he nearly caused a diplomatic breach between England and France by contemning France's role in the London Locarno Conference. Excerpt: "The position of France is as usual that of a bad-tempered vixen of a woman who up to a point has discovered that merely by making herself unpleasant she can get poor male things to do anything she wants...
Shanghai '37 is Novelist Baum's usual chile con carne ("her eyes went on a pleasure cruise up and down him"), seasoned with local color, a but-life-goes-on philosophy. Curtain sentence: "What must happen, happens." Thanks to Japanese bombs that fell on the Shanghai Hotel when war came, Author Baum's ending has more finality than usual...