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...because we are bewildered by the election itself. Imagine our chagrin yesterday afternoon, when, crossing the square towards Lehman Hall, we were nearly decapitated by the speeding lorry of one of the merry mayor-making factions. We were deafened by the sound-effects which oozed from all over the wagon, playing some Jazz ditty on the honest Mayor Russell. But we were flabbergasted to read this timely inscription on its side, as we scurried out from under it: "Vote for Mayor Russell and a New Deal in Public Safety...
...fireman will have a room to himself as in the dormitory system: a central radio will be hooked up to reach every room: a kitchen, equipped with an electric refrigerator, gas stove, and every necessary appliance. Another unforeseen, but worth while expenditure was the purchase of a new floodlight wagon which is to be stationed here...
Before Detroit became the City of Automobiles, horses in its streets were frequently set snorting and rearing by an inventive small boy scudding along in a "sailing wagon." Police stopped that. Last week sedate Massachusetts Institute of Technology proudly revealed that the boy, now a bald, mustached, crisp-mannered man of 47, had accepted an offer to become head of its department of mechanical engineering...
...might shoot themselves by 3 p. m. or be turned out. For an hour expectant crowds packed the sidewalks. As they waited listening for the four shots their bloodlust cooled. At 3 p. m. the four policemen, who still had not shot themselves, were driven off in a patrol wagon to Cabana Fortress. Meanwhile mobsters were on their wav out to the Machado estate where they butchered prize cattle, held a barbecue. Havana continued in turmoil...
...spectacular flying, sniffed the wind at Floyd Bennett Field one dawn last week. He glanced toward the head of the runway where mechanics were fuelling a huge Bleriot monoplane named for the late, famed Joseph LeBrix. He glanced toward the far end where two fire trucks, a crash wagon and an ambulance waited ominously. Grinning, he muttered "Eh, Bien." Then he and another seasoned French pilot named Maurice Rossi kissed their weeping mechanics goodbye, kissed the astonished field manager, climbed into the Joseph LeBrix. No one at Floyd Bennett Field had ever seen such a takeoff. With the unheard...