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<text top="39" left="173" width="306" height="13" font="0">fc.T. - bOMOCQ.—IHEaUA!i:. Jlli.v ^7,</text>
<text top="233" left="126" width="214" height="14" font="1">GOOD EVENING EVERYBODX:</text>
<text top="282" left="221" width="447" height="14" font="1">Alter ten years, the Davis Cup returns once more </text>
<text top="326" left="127" width="541" height="14" font="1">to tills side of the ocean* Just a decade since the French </text>
<text top="370" left="126" width="523" height="14" font="1">racquet wizards took it away from us —following the </text>
<text top="415" left="126" width="473" height="14" font="1">great years of American, the Big Bill Tilden years.</text>
<text top="461" left="230" width="459" height="14" font="1">TodayTs exploit at Wimbledon, England, was a dram­</text>
<text top="506" left="126" width="579" height="14" font="1">atic surprise. It wasnH flaming Donald Budge that turned the </text>
<text top="551" left="126" width="568" height="14" font="1">tricjt. Budge won his game, but that happened after the issue </text>
<text top="597" left="126" width="550" height="14" font="1">was decided. It was just so much exercise for Donald. The </text>
<text top="642" left="126" width="549" height="14" font="1">decisive victory v*as scored by Frankie Parker of Milwaukee, </text>
<text top="687" left="126" width="569" height="14" font="1">who-on baturday took a melancholy licking from the racquet of </text>
<text top="732" left="125" width="570" height="14" font="1">Butiny Austin. Parker looked so bad then that there was plenty </text>
<text top="776" left="126" width="578" height="14" font="1">of criticism when he was put on the not. spot today, borne said </text>
<text top="821" left="126" width="587" height="14" font="1">it was as good as tossing the match away. But trankie not only </text>
<text top="865" left="127" width="590" height="14" font="1">took the triumph, he did it in biilliant, flawless, overwhelming</text>
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<text top="36" left="125" width="74" height="11" font="0">LEAD - &lt;;</text>
<text top="133" left="229" width="475" height="11" font="0">Charles Edgar Hare of England didn't have a chance, </text>
<text top="177" left="125" width="534" height="11" font="0">not the way the Milwaukee speedster played him. Hare has </text>
<text top="223" left="126" width="570" height="11" font="0">a blasting blistering service. That's his strong point. The </text>
<text top="267" left="126" width="543" height="11" font="0">big fellow's weak point is his feet - or rather that's his </text>
<text top="313" left="126" width="561" height="11" font="0">slow point. He is rather sluggish of foot, lethargic number </text>
<text top="358" left="126" width="551" height="11" font="0">elevens. He doesn‘t get around the court with such dashing </text>
<text top="402" left="126" width="103" height="11" font="0">spryness. </text>
<text top="403" left="229" width="18" height="10" font="3"><i><b>&amp;o</b></i></text>
<text top="402" left="247" width="449" height="11" font="0"> Parker aimed his tennis strategy at his rival's </text>
<text top="447" left="126" width="542" height="11" font="0">slow-motion. How did he do it? By lobbing, those teasing </text>
<text top="492" left="126" width="552" height="11" font="0">shots dropped over the net, making Charles Edgar Hare cover </text>
<text top="537" left="125" width="541" height="11" font="0">ground incessantly, running him ragged, on his weak point, </text>
<text top="583" left="124" width="437" height="11" font="0">his feet, his 4chilles heel, instep and toes. ,</text>
<text top="627" left="228" width="477" height="11" font="0">At the start of the third set. Hare sat down on the </text>
<text top="673" left="126" width="570" height="11" font="0">court and took his shoes off, easing the acheing dogs. You'd </text>
<text top="718" left="126" width="570" height="11" font="0">thinK he had worn his shoes out running, because he put a new </text>
<text top="762" left="125" width="598" height="11" font="0">pair on. That freshend his tormented tootsies a bit, and he gave </text>
<text top="808" left="125" width="590" height="11" font="0">Parker an almost even battle in the next set. But soon the lad </text>
<text top="852" left="125" width="561" height="11" font="0">from Milwaukee had him hot-footing again, wearing himself out</text>
<text top="899" left="126" width="285" height="11" font="0">chasing those tantalizing lobs.</text>
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<text top="39" left="123" width="84" height="11" font="4"><b>TBNIJXS -3</b></text>
<text top="117" left="227" width="442" height="11" font="4"><b>After all this foot by foot description, you’ll</b> </text>
<text top="161" left="124" width="562" height="11" font="4"><b>gathei that the score was one-sided* it was* Six—twfo^ six—</b> </text>
<text top="207" left="125" width="570" height="11" font="4"><b>four; six-two; and so the Davis Cup comes back to the U.S.A,,</b> </text>
<text top="253" left="125" width="552" height="11" font="4"><b>borne triumphantly by the youngest team ever to conquer the</b> </text>
<text top="298" left="124" width="545" height="11" font="4"><b>Wimbledon championship, probably the youngest team ever to</b> </text>
<text top="344" left="125" width="572" height="11" font="4"><b>compete in the final challenge round. The grey beard veteran</b> </text>
<text top="391" left="126" width="580" height="11" font="4"><b>is Donald Budge, who is twenty-two. Frankie Parker is twenty-</b> </text>
<text top="436" left="126" width="370" height="11" font="4"><b>one. Wise in tennis beyond their years.</b></text>
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<text top="32" left="112" width="45" height="12" font="5"><b>CHliM*</b></text>
<text top="105" left="225" width="506" height="11" font="6"><b>War has not been declared between Japan and China, but</b> </text>
<text top="149" left="113" width="582" height="11" font="6"><b>that means nothing because war _is_raging right nowToday the</b> </text>
<text top="195" left="111" width="566" height="11" font="6"><b>Japanese generals in north China informed the Central Chinese</b></text>
<text top="239" left="111" width="196" height="11" font="6"><b>Government that they</b> </text>
<text top="286" left="112" width="214" height="11" font="6"><b>action meaning battle*</b> </text>
<text top="334" left="111" width="177" height="11" font="6"><b>declaration of war.</b></text>
<text top="244" left="357" width="385" height="11" font="6"><b>were forced to take stion — gffa-frurerttYgg-fr-frgp</b></text>
<text top="256" left="335" width="42" height="35" font="8">7p</text>
<text top="292" left="366" width="256" height="11" font="6"><b>That is taken as an informal</b></text>
<text top="262" left="722" width="24" height="40" font="9">.4</text>
<text top="382" left="206" width="8" height="11" font="6"><b>(</b></text>
<text top="383" left="214" width="9" height="8" font="10"><b>a</b></text>
<text top="382" left="223" width="494" height="11" font="6"><b> fight of major proportions is raging right now all .</b> </text>
<text top="427" left="111" width="611" height="11" font="6"><b>along the line from Peking to TientsinJjwr=*ixB==eaaarts| At Tientsin</b> </text>
<text top="472" left="111" width="592" height="11" font="6"><b>the Japanese military hospitals are filled with wounded. Tokio</b> </text>
<text top="517" left="112" width="563" height="11" font="6"><b>is rushing heavy re-enforcements to the firing line, and the</b> </text>
<text top="563" left="109" width="556" height="11" font="6"><b>Hanking government is throwing its reserves into the battle.</b></text>
<text top="608" left="214" width="488" height="11" font="6"><b>This evening Peking has an appearance reminiscent of</b> </text>
<text top="654" left="110" width="592" height="11" font="6"><b>long ago — the Boxer Rebellion. Today foreigners swarmed into</b> </text>
<text top="699" left="111" width="572" height="11" font="6"><b>legations for protection. Sand bags were stacked as ramparts</b> </text>
<text top="745" left="111" width="620" height="11" font="6"><b>along the streets of the^^fcsgul«f*r^iuarter#. The ■&#34;■merican Legation</b> </text>
<text top="790" left="111" width="572" height="11" font="6"><b>is under heavy guard. Right now it is sheltering from twelve</b> </text>
<text top="836" left="112" width="590" height="11" font="6"><b>to thirteen hundred American citizens, of which 490 are Marines</b> </text>
<text top="881" left="112" width="554" height="11" font="6"><b>the -gTff-fc fighting force. It was revealed today that combat</b> </text>
<text top="925" left="110" width="617" height="11" font="6"><b>ammunition has been issued to these Marlenes — bullets for battle.</b></text>
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<text top="32" left="98" width="45" height="12" font="5"><b>CHINA</b></text>
<text top="33" left="173" width="27" height="12" font="5"><b>-g-</b></text>
<text top="101" left="210" width="490" height="12" font="5"><b>At Tientsin is stationed the Fifteenth United States</b> </text>
<text top="146" left="99" width="611" height="12" font="5"><b>Infantry — a thousand officers and men.. Another thousand are at</b> </text>
<text top="191" left="99" width="348" height="12" font="5"><b>Shanghai, That’s out of the trouble </b></text>
<text top="190" left="447" width="42" height="13" font="11"><i><b>zon&amp;,</b></i></text>
<text top="191" left="489" width="230" height="12" font="5"><b> and these troops can be</b> </text>
<text top="237" left="99" width="592" height="12" font="5"><b>quickly shifted to the nofcth. The Americans in the north China</b> </text>
<text top="283" left="99" width="583" height="12" font="5"><b>fighting area are on the alert — prepared for a huge clash of</b> </text>
<text top="328" left="99" width="463" height="12" font="5"><b>battle between the legions of China riaix -and Japan,</b></text>
<text top="375" left="202" width="490" height="12" font="5"><b>Diplomatically the United States is standing by. In</b> </text>
<text top="421" left="99" width="621" height="12" font="5"><b>Washington Secretary Hull declared today that the State Department</b> </text>
<text top="467" left="99" width="584" height="12" font="5"><b>had no intention of ±H£KrxBHXRg invoking the Nine Power Treaty</b> </text>
<text top="512" left="100" width="565" height="12" font="5"><b>or the Briand-Kellog Anti—War Pact. These are international</b> </text>
<text top="558" left="100" width="547" height="12" font="5"><b>agreements under which we might try to stop the trouble by</b> </text>
<text top="602" left="100" width="575" height="12" font="5"><b>diplomatic intervention — as we tried when the Japanese took</b> </text>
<text top="647" left="100" width="603" height="12" font="5"><b>Manchukuo. Then we got no support, and ax our diplomacy came to</b> </text>
<text top="693" left="100" width="445" height="12" font="5"><b>nothing. So apparently we are not trying again.</b></text>
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<text top="36" left="124" width="55" height="12" font="5"><b>MEXICO</b></text>
<text top="115" left="230" width="478" height="12" font="5"><b>The Mexican church war has come mighty close to the</b> </text>
<text top="159" left="127" width="554" height="12" font="5"><b>border. The town of Nogales is in Arizona, - but it's also</b> </text>
<text top="204" left="127" width="582" height="12" font="5"><b>in Mexico. Nogales straddles the border. A barbed wire fence</b> </text>
<text top="249" left="127" width="536" height="12" font="5"><b>rjns right down the street dividing the two nations ~ the</b> </text>
<text top="295" left="126" width="545" height="12" font="5"><b>United btates and Mexico. And on the Mexiean side there*s</b> </text>
<text top="340" left="127" width="536" height="12" font="5"><b>tense drama tonight . Itrs centered in the old Church in</b> </text>
<text top="386" left="126" width="555" height="12" font="5"><b>which fifteen hundred worshippers are barricaded - shouting</b> </text>
<text top="431" left="126" width="537" height="12" font="5"><b>defiantly, praying defiantly. (They seem ready to stand a</b> </text>
<text top="476" left="127" width="268" height="12" font="5"><b>siege, and a siege may come.)</b></text>
<text top="521" left="239" width="442" height="12" font="5"><b>A law passed by the revolutionary government of</b> </text>
<text top="566" left="125" width="556" height="12" font="5"><b>Mexico City orders all religious edifices to be closed. Of</b> </text>
<text top="611" left="127" width="591" height="12" font="5"><b>late, the demands of the Catholics have been so insurgent, that</b> </text>
<text top="656" left="127" width="589" height="12" font="5"><b>some of the churches have been allowed to reopen - temporarily.</b> </text>
<text top="701" left="127" width="554" height="12" font="5"><b>Such was the case at Nogales. The Catholics on the Mexican</b> </text>
<text top="746" left="127" width="573" height="12" font="5"><b>side got a temporary injunction permitting them to hold relig­</b></text>
<text top="791" left="127" width="564" height="12" font="5"><b>ious services. And ever since the Church has been the scene</b></text>
<text top="839" left="127" width="297" height="12" font="5"><b>of jubilant ceremony and prayer.</b></text>
<text top="880" left="230" width="469" height="12" font="5"><b>But today - tne injunction has expired. Government</b></text>
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<text top="36" left="119" width="76" height="12" font="5"><b>MEXICO -</b></text>
<text top="128" left="122" width="548" height="12" font="5"><b>orders were issued to the local revenue collector to £lose</b> </text>
<text top="174" left="123" width="593" height="12" font="5"><b>the religous edifice. This he tried to do, but the worshippers</b> </text>
<text top="218" left="123" width="557" height="12" font="5"><b>dified him with shouts and threats as they chanted litanies</b> </text>
<text top="264" left="123" width="538" height="12" font="5"><b>and prayers for religious freedom. The revenue collector</b> </text>
<text top="309" left="123" width="566" height="12" font="5"><b>went to the military commander and asked for troops to clear</b> </text>
<text top="355" left="124" width="584" height="12" font="5"><b>the church, but thato was refused, for fear of bloodshed. Then</b> </text>
<text top="400" left="123" width="585" height="12" font="5"><b>he v«ent to the fire department and demanded that they turn the</b> </text>
<text top="446" left="123" width="577" height="12" font="5"><b>hose into the Church, drench the people at prayer; flood them</b> </text>
<text top="491" left="124" width="547" height="12" font="5"><b>out. This was also refused, do at last reports religious</b> </text>
<text top="536" left="126" width="583" height="12" font="5"><b>services were still being conducted at Nogales with the threat</b> </text>
<text top="581" left="125" width="564" height="12" font="5"><b>of a siege; the next move up to the anti-clerical government.</b></text>
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<text top="16" left="102" width="56" height="21" font="12"><b>simi</b></text>
<text top="105" left="216" width="197" height="12" font="1">Today Republic bteel </text>
<text top="105" left="487" width="10" height="12" font="1">1 </text>
<text top="104" left="497" width="155" height="12" font="5"><b>ai </b>made an appeal</text>
<text top="150" left="104" width="557" height="12" font="1">to law, and named the Steel Workers Organizing Committee as </text>
<text top="196" left="104" width="548" height="12" font="1">defendants. The company asked the court for an injunction </text>
<text top="242" left="104" width="593" height="12" font="1">to protect its workers against intimidation and violence. This </text>
<text top="287" left="104" width="566" height="12" font="1">follSws last night1s savage strike battle, in which strikers </text>
<text top="333" left="104" width="557" height="12" font="1">and guards clashed with slugging and the hurling of missies^</text>
<text top="377" left="102" width="626" height="12" font="1">One man va# killed. This evening five hundred Cleveland policeman </text>
<text top="423" left="106" width="565" height="12" font="1">stand on guard,^o prevent a renewal of the riot, as Republic</text>
<text top="470" left="106" width="289" height="12" font="1">Steel asks for an injunction!^</text>
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<text top="27" left="123" width="37" height="13" font="13"><b>FORD</b></text>
<text top="95" left="228" width="453" height="12" font="5"><b>There was a violent batule of words today at the</b> </text>
<text top="140" left="123" width="558" height="12" font="5"><b>heating by the National Labor Relations Board in Detroit, a</b> </text>
<text top="185" left="123" width="519" height="12" font="5"><b>nearing of labor charges against the Ford Motor Company.</b></text>
<text top="231" left="123" width="575" height="12" font="5"><b>The verbal violence concentrated on the words —&#34;Horse Thief&#34;</b> </text>
<text top="275" left="124" width="520" height="12" font="5"><b>and &#34;space gazing.&#34; The attorney representing the Ford</b> </text>
<text top="321" left="123" width="568" height="12" font="5"><b>Company complained about the way the objections were consist­</b></text>
<text top="365" left="124" width="299" height="12" font="5"><b>ently over-ruled at the hearing.</b></text>
<text top="412" left="230" width="478" height="12" font="5"><b>&#34;I protest,&#34; shouted Attorney Columbo, &#34;Ifm getting</b> </text>
<text top="457" left="123" width="529" height="12" font="5"><b>no courtesy here. I’m being treated like a horse thief.&#34;</b></text>
<text top="503" left="123" width="491" height="12" font="5"><b>Bo spoke Columbo, in this land discovered by Columbo.</b></text>
<text top="548" left="228" width="490" height="12" font="5"><b>The hearing was considering the case of a discharged</b> </text>
<text top="593" left="124" width="575" height="12" font="5"><b>workman. Under the Wagner Labor Act much stress is placed on</b> </text>
<text top="638" left="124" width="573" height="12" font="5"><b>charges of workers being let out because of union activities,</b> </text>
<text top="683" left="124" width="547" height="12" font="5"><b>bo why was that particular Ford employee fired? On answer</b> </text>
<text top="727" left="124" width="601" height="12" font="5"><b>given was —&#34;space—gazing.&#34; He was staring away into emptiness ,</b> </text>
<text top="773" left="125" width="583" height="12" font="5"><b>(bcientists devoted to modern theories of the cosmos give mucn</b> </text>
<text top="818" left="124" width="547" height="12" font="5"><b>attention to the contemplation of space, but it doesn^t do</b> </text>
<text top="863" left="124" width="583" height="12" font="5"><b>in the manufacture of automobiles.) Bpace gating might also be</b> </text>
<text top="910" left="122" width="148" height="12" font="5"><b>called loafing. </b></text>
<text top="910" left="347" width="339" height="12" font="5"><b>anyway these problems brought a shout</b></text>
<text top="957" left="122" width="454" height="12" font="5"><b>of &#34;horse thief&#34; at the Ford Motor hearing today.</b></text>
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<text top="34" left="124" width="103" height="11" font="4"><b>CAhTaOLiM^</b></text>
<text top="131" left="219" width="462" height="12" font="1">An obvious remark this evening would be something </text>
<text top="176" left="125" width="584" height="12" font="1">about the poor little rich boy, or how hard it is for a little </text>
<text top="221" left="125" width="484" height="12" font="1">lad to get along on eleven hundred dollars a week, </text>
<text top="221" left="609" width="27" height="11" font="14"><i><b>^ut</b></i></text>
<text top="221" left="635" width="82" height="12" font="1"> there's </text>
<text top="266" left="124" width="575" height="12" font="1">a point of the drama of childhood in the financial affairs of </text>
<text top="311" left="123" width="549" height="12" font="1">Freddie Bartholomew, the English boy actor, —little David </text>
<text top="356" left="123" width="575" height="12" font="1">Copperfield - who rose to such fame and fortune in Hollywood.</text>
<text top="402" left="228" width="480" height="12" font="1">Freddie is reported today to be broke and among the </text>
<text top="447" left="125" width="602" height="12" font="1">jobless. His aunt, who won guardianship over him, after a legal </text>
<text top="492" left="124" width="556" height="12" font="1">battle with his parents, declares that his copious earnings </text>
<text top="538" left="125" width="547" height="12" font="1">are eaten up by taxes, commissions, fees and cuts here and </text>
<text top="583" left="125" width="575" height="12" font="1">there. His eleven hundred dollars a 'week or forty-four thous­</text>
<text top="628" left="124" width="595" height="12" font="1">and dollars a month vanishes — and in the following fashionL- </text>
<text top="674" left="229" width="463" height="12" font="1">he has to pay one thousand dollars a month for in­</text>
<text top="720" left="126" width="546" height="12" font="1">come tax. Ten oercent of four hundred and forty dollars a </text>
<text top="765" left="126" width="584" height="12" font="1">month for agents' fees. The court awarded four hundred dollars </text>
<text top="810" left="126" width="565" height="12" font="1">a month to his parents and eight hundred dollars a month for </text>
<text top="856" left="125" width="574" height="12" font="1">his upkeep, all of that makes a sizeable dent, ana moreover, </text>
<text top="904" left="127" width="592" height="12" font="1">the lawyers in charge of the guardinaship have put in a bill for</text>
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<text top="107" left="221" width="525" height="12" font="1">The strange ease of the professor poet the University </text>
<text top="152" left="126" width="620" height="12" font="1">of Wisconsin is one that waild beguile the dreams of the fantastic </text>
<text top="198" left="125" width="592" height="12" font="1">French writer, Marcel Pr^Tst. To this talo of a phobic prison^</text>
<text top="245" left="125" width="586" height="12" font="1">Proust might have devoted volumes of his prolix and introverted</text>
<text top="293" left="126" width="575" height="12" font="1">prose. Hot that I’d want to see any of you inflicted with any</text>
<text top="339" left="126" width="582" height="12" font="1">tortuous webb of Proustian phrases - not over the radio anyway.</text>
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<text top="386" left="124" width="567" height="12" font="1">But that mad French novelist was himself a victim of^strange </text>
<text top="432" left="125" width="564" height="12" font="1">phobia. For years he shunned the lipht, an enemy of the sun.</text>
<text top="479" left="125" width="604" height="12" font="1">He left his room only at night, when it was dark. He passed his </text>
<text top="527" left="125" width="588" height="12" font="1">days in hermit seclusion, in a room with heavy shades drawn. &#34; </text>
<text top="574" left="124" width="594" height="12" font="1">Even an electric light terrified him. His life was illuminated </text>
<text top="620" left="124" width="593" height="12" font="1">only by the dim glow of candles. And his room was sound-proof - </text>
<text top="670" left="125" width="205" height="12" font="1">for greater seclusion.</text>
<text top="713" left="200" width="536" height="12" font="1">At the University of Wisconsin, Professor William Mallory </text>
<text top="760" left="124" width="603" height="12" font="1">Leonard is a poet of talent - a poet of a strange phobia. He is </text>
<text top="807" left="124" width="566" height="12" font="1">haunted by a terror of distances. He never leaves the campus</text>
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<text top="855" left="124" width="548" height="12" font="1">of the University. To journey four or five blocks from his</text>
<text top="902" left="125" width="584" height="12" font="1">house brings a spasm of horror upon him. He lives and teaches </text>
<text top="937" left="126" width="609" height="12" font="1">and writes in what he calls - a_phobic_prison. A familiar figure.</text>
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<text top="242" left="123" width="535" height="12" font="5"><b>it, anc returned to the professor, returned to his phobic</b> </text>
<text top="288" left="123" width="536" height="12" font="5"><b>prison. I don't know what happened after that; maybe the</b> </text>
<text top="335" left="123" width="574" height="12" font="5"><b>professor once again tried to make his wife feel insane. Any­</b></text>
<text top="380" left="123" width="555" height="12" font="5"><b>way, there's another separation. And today the wife of the</b> </text>
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<text top="517" left="226" width="487" height="12" font="5"><b>All of that is weird enough, but another tale of the</b> </text>
<text top="562" left="122" width="600" height="12" font="5"><b>fantastic comes from Greenfield, Massachusetts, where Dr. Thomas</b> </text>
<text top="608" left="122" width="582" height="12" font="5"><b>Elder, former dean of the Mount Hermon Boys Gchool, is accused</b> </text>
<text top="654" left="123" width="571" height="12" font="5"><b>of threatening to kill Allan Norton, treasurer of the school.</b> </text>
<text top="699" left="122" width="564" height="12" font="5"><b>That case is weird enough - with its reminiscences of murder</b> </text>
<text top="744" left="122" width="573" height="12" font="5"><b>mystery, the unsolved killing several years ago of the school</b> </text>
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<text top="107" left="120" width="619" height="12" font="1">The trial testimony relates of Treasurer Norton telling stories of </text>
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<text top="383" left="122" width="620" height="12" font="1">former Dean testified today, Norton confessed to him - that he was </text>
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<text top="430" left="544" width="23" height="13" font="13"><b>it.</b></text>
<text top="476" left="227" width="489" height="12" font="1">Noy, Norton charges Elder with having threatened him </text>
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<text top="615" left="124" width="380" height="12" font="1">with the evil Mr. Hyde in the ascendency.</text>
<text top="657" left="229" width="505" height="12" font="1">If the phobic prison was appropriate for Marcel Proust,</text>
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<text top="190" left="125" width="559" height="12" font="1">Golas. uoeyer is a burglar, and nobody suspected him of flag­</text>
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<text top="326" left="233" width="439" height="12" font="1">&#34;Hey, you come down.1' shouted prison officials. </text>
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<text top="370" left="381" width="337" height="12" font="1"> replied Meyer, ’’I’m staying here.” </text>
<text top="416" left="234" width="186" height="12" font="1">&#34;What’s the big idea</text>
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<text top="416" left="436" width="191" height="12" font="1"> cried the officials.</text>
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<text top="461" left="463" width="229" height="12" font="1"> responded Meyer, &#34;until </text>
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<text top="552" left="234" width="311" height="12" font="1">&#34;What island,&#34; asked the officials.</text>
<text top="597" left="234" width="320" height="12" font="1">&#34;Oh, any island&#34; Meyer called back.</text>
<text top="642" left="233" width="432" height="12" font="1">That was a fancy-free aspiration for a convict </text>
<text top="687" left="127" width="555" height="12" font="1">within prison walls — an island. But as California has no </text>
<text top="733" left="128" width="536" height="12" font="1">prison islands — Alcatraz being federal — the officials </text>
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