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...strictly an assignment for an assistant curator. Workmen tearing down a tile factory in a Paris suburb had come upon some interesting old masonry embedded in the factory wall. Georges Poisson, assistant curator of the Ile de France Museum at Sceaux, traveled over to Choisy-le-Roi for a look. What he saw made his eyes pop. There, preserved under later coatings of the brick & mortar, stood the ornate facade of Choisy-le-Roi's "Petit Château"-the hideaway King Louis XV built for his mistress, Madame de Pompadour...
After several previous attempts, the University has succeeded in buying a piece of real estate on De Wolfe St., opposite Leverett House, known locally as the "Brennan Property." Workmen, pictured above, have started tearing down the unit...
...Panto was killed, and life for workmen in Brooklyn's six "Camarda locals" of the International Longshoremen's Association-so-called because of their ironhanded rule by a hoodlum named Emil Camarda-went on as usual. Anastasia was not even brought in by O'Dwyer for questioning. Rank & file members of the A.F.L. union, witnesses testified, had to pay their dues to gangsters who simply appropriated them. They were rarely allowed to hold meetings. They not only had to "kick back" up to 40% of their salaries for the privilege of getting work, but to contract...
...Town. Soon afterward, the pasha's runners, some 400 men in high red conical hats, whose duty is to cry their master's will to the people, were racing through the streets crying: "Workmen, you must go to work tomorrow. Shopkeepers, your shops must remain open!" Frenchmen who heard and understood nodded in satisfaction; maybe there would be no trouble after all. But in the vast jungle of tin-roofed hovels known locally as Bidonville (Can Town), an angry mob was forming. There the criers were beaten up before they could deliver their message. Glib agitators harangued little...
Life was good for Govind, the little Hindu tailor. His shop, "The Handsome Gent's Tailoring Mart," buzzed with the profitable whir of a double row of sewing machines. His workmen were fond of him. He had a lovely, loving wife, two healthy babies and a third on the way. Good Hindu that he was, he tried to be a good man, gave alms to fakirs and lepers, never ate meat, and hoped for his soul's betterment in a new reincarnation...