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<text top="44" left="196" width="421" height="12" font="0"><b>LOWELL THOMAS - SUNOCO - THURSDAY, AUGUST 9</b></text>
<text top="46" left="618" width="18" height="9" font="1">, </text>
<text top="44" left="636" width="37" height="12" font="0"><b>1934</b></text>
<text top="134" left="118" width="79" height="12" font="0"><b>AVIATORS</b></text>
<text top="183" left="226" width="495" height="12" font="0"><b>Better luck the next time boys. It was tough luck</b> </text>
<text top="230" left="118" width="583" height="12" font="0"><b>that those long distance flyers didn't make the grade. But</b> </text>
<text top="276" left="119" width="613" height="12" font="0"><b>at that they are lucky not to be in the Atlantic Ocean, merely</b> </text>
<text top="322" left="118" width="156" height="12" font="0"><b>down in England,</b></text>
<text top="359" left="657" width="7" height="5" font="3">■o .</text>
<text top="369" left="227" width="506" height="12" font="0"><b>They made an ambitious attempt, those two Britishers</b></text>
<text top="415" left="119" width="574" height="12" font="0"><b>who started out from interior Canada to fly all the way to</b> </text>
<text top="461" left="119" width="525" height="12" font="0"><b>Bagdad, and break the record for long distance flying.</b></text>
<text top="508" left="227" width="516" height="12" font="0"><b>They didn't break any record, but they did land safe</b> </text>
<text top="555" left="120" width="389" height="12" font="0"><b>on the hospitable shores of old England,</b></text>
<text top="601" left="228" width="458" height="12" font="0"><b>But they are Englishmen* And it never hurts an</b></text>
<text top="648" left="120" width="458" height="12" font="0"><b>Englishman's feelings to be in dear old England</b></text>
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<text top="56" left="120" width="185" height="12" font="4"><b>PRESIDENT ROOSEVELT</b></text>
<text top="104" left="229" width="503" height="14" font="2">If you didn't have a chance to hear the President on</text>
<text top="290" left="120" width="606" height="14" font="2">dividual desires,&#34; He laid emphasis on the statement that the </text>
<text top="336" left="120" width="611" height="14" font="2">government intends no injury to honest business, and added that</text>
<text top="382" left="121" width="601" height="14" font="2">its policy is &#34;to multiply wealth through cooperative action,&#34;</text>
<text top="522" left="121" width="613" height="14" font="2">administration the country has had action. He stressed actionj </text>
<text top="570" left="120" width="272" height="14" font="2">Yes, we've had plenty of it.</text>
<text top="617" left="227" width="501" height="14" font="2">The most significant thing about it politically con­</text>
<text top="663" left="121" width="613" height="14" font="2">cerned local ’Visconsin politics. The President had a good word </text>
<text top="709" left="121" width="662" height="14" font="2">to for Senator Bob La Pollette. La Follette has been a Republic.*!^ | </text>
<text top="756" left="120" width="616" height="14" font="2">but also a supporter of the New Deal and now he has broken with </text>
<text top="802" left="120" width="613" height="14" font="2">the Republican Party in his state, and is out on an independent </text>
<text top="848" left="120" width="584" height="14" font="2">ticket. And the President's kind words mean something of an </text>
<text top="895" left="120" width="589" height="14" font="2">administration okay, altho La Follette has a regular Democrat</text>
<text top="151" left="120" width="598" height="14" font="2">the radio today — here's the gist of what he said. Yes, Con­</text>
<text top="197" left="121" width="600" height="14" font="2">fidence was the key note. He called for cooperation among all</text>
<text top="243" left="121" width="570" height="14" font="2">the people, and, as he phrased it:- &#34;The submerging of in­</text>
<text top="429" left="228" width="446" height="14" font="2">He told his audience of ten thousand people at</text>
<text top="476" left="120" width="554" height="14" font="2">Greenby, 'Wisconsin, with slashing emphasis that under his</text>
<text top="942" left="120" width="463" height="14" font="2">running against him--just to make it complicated</text>
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<text top="20" left="105" width="57" height="12" font="0"><b>SILVER</b></text>
<text top="120" left="138" width="6" height="10" font="5"><b>a</b></text>
<text top="118" left="144" width="9" height="12" font="0"><b> </b></text>
<text top="118" left="415" width="305" height="12" font="0"><b>about as active as quick-silver.</b></text>
<text top="163" left="105" width="616" height="12" font="0"><b>The price of bar silver jumped to the highest level since 1929,</b> </text>
<text top="210" left="105" width="627" height="12" font="0"><b>The New York Commodity Exchange has suspended trading in futures</b> </text>
<text top="254" left="106" width="181" height="12" font="0"><b>in the white metal.</b></text>
<text top="302" left="232" width="461" height="12" font="0"><b>This suspension followed the proclamation which</b> </text>
<text top="349" left="104" width="579" height="12" font="0"><b>nationalizes all silver in the country. The government has</b> </text>
<text top="395" left="104" width="589" height="12" font="0"><b>ordered the metalic stocks to be delivered to the mints. So</b> </text>
<text top="442" left="105" width="587" height="12" font="0"><b>silver follows the way of gold, taken over by the government.</b></text>
<text top="489" left="231" width="444" height="12" font="0"><b>Secretary of the Treasury Morgenthau declares</b> </text>
<text top="535" left="105" width="627" height="12" font="0"><b>that the government took this action because of the way the price</b></text>
<text top="582" left="104" width="310" height="12" font="0"><b>of newly mined silver was rising</b></text>
<text top="626" left="647" width="104" height="12" font="0"><b>mean a mild</b></text>
<text top="675" left="105" width="646" height="12" font="0"><b>expansion of the currency, which I suppose you would call a little</b> </text>
<text top="723" left="105" width="163" height="12" font="0"><b>bit of inflation.</b></text>
<text top="776" left="310" width="6" height="6" font="6"><i>-</i></text>
<text top="770" left="316" width="11" height="14" font="7"> </text>
<text top="768" left="421" width="80" height="17" font="8"><b>*vv-&lt;rY-£ </b></text>
<text top="770" left="501" width="46" height="14" font="7">&#34;W </text>
<text top="768" left="547" width="32" height="17" font="8"><b>^ </b></text>
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<text top="12" left="107" width="68" height="12" font="2">DROUGHT</text>
<text top="109" left="235" width="492" height="12" font="2">The most vivid impression of the drought that I*ve </text>
<text top="154" left="107" width="591" height="12" font="2">run across comes in the story told by aviators who have been </text>
<text top="201" left="106" width="592" height="12" font="2">flying over the Missouri Valley. They say that from the sky </text>
<text top="247" left="107" width="571" height="12" font="2">the earth looks baked as brown as gingerbreadt7 Usually at </text>
<text top="293" left="107" width="562" height="12" font="2">this time of the year those rich farm lands are green and </text>
<text top="339" left="106" width="573" height="12" font="2">gold with sparkling rivers and bright ponds that look like </text>
<text top="384" left="106" width="601" height="12" font="2">diamonds. But now the flyers see only dried river-beds, like </text>
<text top="431" left="107" width="591" height="12" font="2">the chalk lines on a football field, only not so straight — </text>
<text top="477" left="106" width="415" height="12" font="2">white lines on the burned surface of brown.</text>
<text top="523" left="234" width="454" height="12" font="2">One aviator reports that in a flight over four </text>
<text top="570" left="105" width="602" height="12" font="2">Midwestern states he <i><b>wmm</b></i> only two herds of cattle. So, weTre </text>
<text top="616" left="106" width="582" height="12" font="2">not surprised to see commcdity prices soared on the Chicago </text>
<text top="663" left="104" width="593" height="12" font="2">Mercantile Exchange, also eggs and potatoes. The price paid </text>
<text top="709" left="106" width="426" height="12" font="2">for hogs was the highest since last October.</text>
<text top="757" left="240" width="464" height="12" font="2">There’s something odd about the President’s new </text>
<text top="803" left="104" width="589" height="12" font="2">title of ’’rain-maker”. In older days of superstition people </text>
<text top="849" left="103" width="658" height="12" font="2">would have seen a strange significance in the way the rain followed </text>
<text top="895" left="103" width="609" height="12" font="2">him across Minnesota and North Dakota. It had been burned dry </text>
<text top="941" left="103" width="580" height="12" font="2">for a long time, but after the President’s visit there was a</text>
<text top="988" left="103" width="155" height="12" font="2">downpour of rain</text>
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<text top="15" left="103" width="96" height="12" font="0"><b>DROUGHT -2</b></text>
<text top="109" left="231" width="503" height="12" font="0"><b>Well, I suppose this mysterious coincidence is only</b> </text>
<text top="155" left="105" width="599" height="12" font="0"><b>fair, after the dark hints </b>in <b>the West -- that the drought is</b> </text>
<text top="202" left="105" width="571" height="12" font="0"><b>supernatural retribution for the Administration’s policy of</b></text>
<text top="248" left="103" width="195" height="12" font="2">plowing up the crops</text>
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<text top="19" left="141" width="68" height="13" font="10">DOLORES</text>
<text top="4" left="630" width="11" height="6" font="11">v» </text>
<text top="4" left="690" width="2" height="6" font="11">.</text>
<text top="117" left="220" width="523" height="12" font="0"><b>There* s an ever-reeurring theme in the affairs of man-</b></text>
<text top="209" left="142" width="602" height="12" font="0"><b>dizzy heights of fame and splendor, then dies in obscurity, in</b></text>
<text top="302" left="143" width="609" height="12" font="0"><b>she who was the dazzling Queen of Beauty, the toast of London,</b> </text>
<text top="348" left="142" width="241" height="12" font="0"><b>worshipped and acclaimed.</b></text>
<text top="395" left="220" width="524" height="12" font="0"><b>Who was Dolores? She always said that her mother was</b> </text>
<text top="442" left="143" width="600" height="12" font="0"><b>the daughter of Count Fournier, a general in the French army.</b> </text>
<text top="488" left="142" width="613" height="12" font="0"><b>Her father was an obscure English actor. When the^ristocratic</b></text>
<text top="582" left="144" width="281" height="12" font="0"><b>elite of the French nobility.</b></text>
<text top="628" left="222" width="525" height="12" font="0"><b>So Dolores was born and grew up in the Bloomsbury dis­</b></text>
<text top="675" left="144" width="582" height="12" font="0"><b>trict of London. She became a dancer and swiftly climbed to</b></text>
<text top="767" left="144" width="599" height="12" font="0"><b>flawless beauty. Soon she was the favorite model of Epstein,</b> </text>
<text top="813" left="145" width="591" height="12" font="0"><b>that renowned and bizarre genius of sculpture. He glorified</b> </text>
<text top="859" left="144" width="590" height="12" font="0"><b>her extravagantly. She was supreme as London*s great beauty,</b></text>
<text top="256" left="143" width="581" height="12" font="0"><b>a garret, poor and alone. Yes, that*s the story of Dolores,</b></text>
<text top="547" left="134" width="9" height="11" font="4"><b>A</b></text>
<text top="535" left="380" width="337" height="12" font="0"><b>she was cast off by her family, the</b></text>
<text top="720" left="350" width="365" height="12" font="0"><b>allure»o« of her art and her singular.</b></text>
<text top="906" left="145" width="560" height="12" font="0"><b>a crowned queen among the artists and writers of London* s</b> </text>
<text top="948" left="145" width="591" height="12" font="0"><b>Bohemia. In 1920, Ziegfeld brought her to America to preside</b></text>
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<text top="53" left="116" width="109" height="14" font="2">DOLORES - 2</text>
<text top="102" left="118" width="474" height="14" font="2">as a world-famous beauty in the Ziegfeld follies.</text>
<text top="149" left="226" width="513" height="14" font="2">An exotic legend grew up around her, Dolores believed</text>
<text top="195" left="118" width="574" height="14" font="2">that her beauty was not a mere thing of a day, but had come</text>
<text top="242" left="117" width="389" height="14" font="2">down through the ages, by reincarnation.</text>
<text top="289" left="227" width="503" height="14" font="2">In her pride she once write: &#34;My beauty is a survival</text>
<text top="335" left="119" width="581" height="14" font="2">from the undying past,&#34; &#34;Was I Venus,&#34; she asked, &#34;or did I,</text>
<text top="380" left="118" width="581" height="14" font="2">who have never yet found the ideal love only embody the tor­</text>
<text top="426" left="119" width="516" height="15" font="12"><b>turous desires and rapturous fulfillment of passion?&#34;</b></text>
<text top="473" left="227" width="520" height="14" font="2">A young artist of great promise fell in love with her.</text>
<text top="518" left="119" width="601" height="14" font="2">Fred crick Atkinson, He showered her with jewels and luxuries,</text>
<text top="565" left="121" width="599" height="14" font="2">spent his fortune on her. Then he killed himself, leaving be­</text>
<text top="612" left="119" width="566" height="14" font="2">hind a note O' f at rang a, poet is adoration. This is what he</text>
<text top="662" left="119" width="55" height="14" font="2">wrote*</text>
<text top="706" left="230" width="160" height="14" font="2">&#34;0 child of pain,</text>
<text top="721" left="236" width="76" height="14" font="2">Dolores,</text>
<text top="736" left="237" width="367" height="14" font="2">Thy fatal star doth beckon on to doom;</text>
<text top="752" left="239" width="268" height="14" font="2">Seek not thou for happiness.</text>
<text top="767" left="238" width="230" height="14" font="2">For in the book of time.</text>
<text top="781" left="239" width="504" height="14" font="2">Strained with the tears of blood and martyred souls. </text>
<text top="798" left="238" width="134" height="14" font="2">Is set a seal;</text>
<text top="813" left="239" width="236" height="14" font="2">And on it fixed thy name </text>
<text top="828" left="237" width="87" height="14" font="2">Do lore a, M</text>
<text top="873" left="229" width="513" height="14" font="2">After the tragic suicide of the young artist, Dolores</text>
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<text top="14" left="139" width="67" height="13" font="12"><b>DuLOiu^p</b></text>
<text top="16" left="248" width="8" height="12" font="0"><b>3</b></text>
<text top="112" left="139" width="592" height="12" font="0"><b>disappeared from public <i>£</i></b><b> view. Perhaps she had come to the</b> </text>
<text top="158" left="140" width="592" height="12" font="0"><b>conclusion that she was only nthe embodiment of torturous de­</b></text>
<text top="205" left="140" width="570" height="12" font="0"><b>sires’1. aristocratic London saw her no more on the stage,</b> </text>
<text top="251" left="139" width="204" height="12" font="0"><b>no more in the dance.</b></text>
<text top="298" left="218" width="492" height="12" font="0"><b>And now the news of her death at forty, penniless,</b> </text>
<text top="344" left="140" width="582" height="12" font="0"><b>obscure. During recent months she had made her living in a</b> </text>
<text top="391" left="141" width="611" height="12" font="0"><b>cheap amusement center, exhibited as the ’’Fasting Woman”. She</b> </text>
<text top="438" left="141" width="621" height="12" font="0"><b>was displayed sitting in a barrel, haggard and emaciated, wasted</b></text>
<text top="485" left="141" width="552" height="12" font="0"><b>by illness, as the woman who lived without food, fasting.</b></text>
<text top="532" left="220" width="522" height="12" font="0"><b>Yes, she was Dolores, Once London*s greatest beauty,</b> </text>
<text top="579" left="142" width="582" height="12" font="0"><b>of whom the tragic young artist with a despairing hand, had</b> </text>
<text top="626" left="142" width="360" height="12" font="0"><b>written: ”0 child of pain, Dolores*. ”</b></text>
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<text top="58" left="120" width="48" height="13" font="0"><b>OSCAR</b></text>
<text top="106" left="229" width="488" height="14" font="0"><b>And then in the news is the word that hxcoffier is</b> </text>
<text top="153" left="121" width="629" height="14" font="0"><b>ill in Paris, Bscoffierf the king of chefs, lord of the kitchen,</b> </text>
<text top="199" left="120" width="602" height="14" font="0"><b>creator of new and savory dishes by the score* To him cookery</b></text>
<text top="245" left="121" width="601" height="14" font="0"><b>is the supreme art of them all, and many a tale is told of his</b></text>
<text top="276" left="265" width="12" height="16" font="7">■■r</text>
<text top="292" left="120" width="626" height="14" font="0"><b>master strokes with the skillet and ladle. But who am I to talk</b> </text>
<text top="338" left="122" width="623" height="14" font="0"><b>about such an esoteric subject as a ragout, or a souffle. I have</b> </text>
<text top="384" left="120" width="613" height="14" font="0"><b>here with me the most famous matre d* hotel in the world. Yes,</b> </text>
<text top="431" left="120" width="556" height="14" font="0"><b>Oscar of the Waldorf, who has been decorated by kings and</b> </text>
<text top="477" left="121" width="605" height="14" font="0"><b>potentates. 1 am broadcasting from the farm tonight and Oscar</b> </text>
<text top="523" left="121" width="595" height="14" font="0"><b>is one of my rural neighbors across the Hudson, He is Oscar-</b> </text>
<text top="569" left="121" width="595" height="14" font="0"><b>of-the-Waldorf part of the week and Oscar-the-farmer the rest</b> </text>
<text top="615" left="121" width="114" height="14" font="0"><b>of the time,</b></text>
<text top="662" left="229" width="457" height="14" font="0"><b>X believe, Oscar, that you are an old friend of</b> </text>
<text top="708" left="120" width="550" height="14" font="0"><b>Escoffier, Tell us an anecodote about the king of chefs,</b></text>
<text top="755" left="121" width="576" height="14" font="0"><b>OSCAR;- Yes, I know Escoffier very well. There are many</b> </text>
<text top="801" left="122" width="572" height="14" font="0"><b>stories about him. Do you know the story of how he created</b> </text>
<text top="848" left="120" width="116" height="14" font="0"><b>Peach Melba?</b></text>
<text top="893" left="120" width="589" height="14" font="0"><b>L, T,;- Ho. All X know is that Peach Melba ia a glorified</b></text>
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<text top="45" left="116" width="88" height="14" font="0"><b>OSCAR - 2</b></text>
<text top="93" left="116" width="567" height="14" font="0"><b>pe^ch witii some glorified ice cream. And I suppose it was</b> </text>
<text top="138" left="116" width="464" height="14" font="0"><b>named after the great Prima Donna, Madame Melba.</b></text>
<text top="199" left="117" width="67" height="14" font="0"><b>OSCAR:-</b></text>
<text top="246" left="225" width="459" height="14" font="0"><b>Yes, it happened when Madame Melba was visiting</b> </text>
<text top="292" left="116" width="615" height="14" font="0"><b>Monte Carlo. She was received with great honor. A magnificent</b> </text>
<text top="338" left="117" width="594" height="14" font="0"><b>banquet was held for her. It was prepared by Escoft'ier. And</b> </text>
<text top="384" left="118" width="624" height="14" font="0"><b>he paid his homage to the great singer by creating a new dessert</b> </text>
<text top="431" left="118" width="615" height="14" font="0"><b>for her. He selected a rare fruit, because peaches were out of</b> </text>
<text top="477" left="120" width="376" height="14" font="0"><b>season, hard to get and very expensive,</b></text>
<text top="523" left="225" width="478" height="14" font="0"><b>Escoffier, personally selected twelve peaches and</b> </text>
<text top="569" left="119" width="605" height="14" font="0"><b>put them in the icebox to get cold. Several hours later, when</b> </text>
<text top="615" left="118" width="615" height="14" font="0"><b>he went to get the twelve peaches, there were only eleven. One</b> </text>
<text top="661" left="119" width="577" height="14" font="0"><b>was missing. It could not be found. Escoffier flew into a</b> </text>
<text top="707" left="119" width="425" height="14" font="0"><b>terrible rage. There was a frightful scene.</b></text>
<text top="770" left="119" width="68" height="14" font="0"><b>L. T.:-</b></text>
<text top="814" left="227" width="468" height="14" font="0"><b>1*11 bet it was terrible. But,did they find the</b> </text>
<text top="861" left="118" width="485" height="14" font="0"><b>missing peach? Or the criminal who had stolen it?</b></text>
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<text top="122" left="120" width="55" height="14" font="0"><b>OSCAR:</b></text>
<text top="171" left="227" width="438" height="14" font="0"><b>No, neither the peach nor the criminal. But,</b> </text>
<text top="217" left="121" width="594" height="14" font="0"><b>finally the great chef grew calm. He to ole the eleven peaches</b> </text>
<text top="263" left="121" width="627" height="14" font="0"><b>and prepared a magnificent dessert. And he named it Peach Melba.</b></text>
<text top="320" left="120" width="37" height="19" font="14">L.f.</text>
<text top="370" left="229" width="483" height="14" font="0"><b>And they never did find the villain who had stolen</b></text>
<text top="416" left="121" width="94" height="14" font="0"><b>the peach.</b></text>
<text top="477" left="120" width="68" height="14" font="0"><b>OSCAR:-</b></text>
<text top="524" left="228" width="479" height="14" font="0"><b>That is the strange part of the story. Some time</b> </text>
<text top="570" left="122" width="604" height="14" font="0"><b>ago at the Waldorf the chef, Alexander Gastoud, was telling of</b> </text>
<text top="617" left="121" width="625" height="14" font="0"><b>bygone days when he was a pupil working for Escoffier. And then</b> </text>
<text top="663" left="121" width="586" height="14" font="0"><b>the truth came out. After thirty years, he admitted that he</b> </text>
<text top="709" left="120" width="622" height="14" font="0"><b>was the one who stole the peach when Peach Melba was first made.</b> </text>
<text top="754" left="120" width="615" height="14" font="0"><b>He was just a boy and could not resist the temptation of taking</b> </text>
<text top="801" left="121" width="231" height="14" font="0"><b>the peach and eating it.</b></text>
<text top="907" left="228" width="448" height="14" font="0"><b>Well, Oscar, the next time I eat Peach Melba I</b> </text>
<text top="954" left="120" width="626" height="14" font="0"><b>certainly will reme her that story of the crime that was committ­</b></text>
<text top="1013" left="2" width="6" height="15" font="10">$</text>
<text top="1002" left="122" width="307" height="14" font="0"><b>ed when Peach Melba was invented</b></text>
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<text top="10" left="129" width="58" height="12" font="0"><b>ALAbKA</b></text>
<text top="107" left="208" width="512" height="12" font="0"><b>A^.ong the rocky shores of Alaska^ a party of men are</b> </text>
<text top="153" left="130" width="619" height="12" font="0"><b>wondering — have they won# three million dollars, or have they</b> </text>
<text top="199" left="130" width="610" height="12" font="0"><b>merely lost two hundred thousand dollars? What* s in that mud-</b> </text>
<text top="245" left="131" width="619" height="12" font="0"><b>filled hulk of a ship, a treasure, of gold, of merely the slime</b> </text>
<text top="291" left="131" width="193" height="12" font="0"><b>and sand of the sea?</b></text>
<text top="338" left="209" width="512" height="12" font="0"><b>From the bottom of the ocean they have hauled up the</b> </text>
<text top="383" left="130" width="620" height="12" font="0"><b>mysterious treasure ship, the &#34;Islander&#34;. She sunk thirty-three</b> </text>
<text top="430" left="130" width="609" height="12" font="0"><b>years ago and was one of the great sea tragedies of those days.</b></text>
<text top="476" left="210" width="519" height="12" font="0"><b>It was in the wildest days of the Klondike gold rush,</b> </text>
<text top="522" left="132" width="601" height="12" font="0"><b>and the &#34;Islander&#34; had aboard a swollen pas.senger list of joy­</b></text>
<text top="569" left="132" width="591" height="12" font="0"><b>ful, rollicking miners who had made their pile and were home­</b></text>
<text top="615" left="131" width="630" height="12" font="0"><b>ward bound with their treasures of gold. They had three million</b> </text>
<text top="662" left="131" width="601" height="12" font="0"><b>dollars among them. But the ship struck a rock and sank with</b> </text>
<text top="707" left="132" width="521" height="12" font="0"><b>all hands. Seventy-two men were lost with their gold.</b></text>
<text top="753" left="210" width="532" height="12" font="0"><b>The foundared hulk has been salvaged by syndicate treas­</b></text>
<text top="799" left="131" width="600" height="12" font="0"><b>ure hunters. It has taken two years to raise the sunken hull</b> </text>
<text top="845" left="133" width="599" height="12" font="0"><b>of the &#34;Islander&#34; from the bottom of the sea, and it has cost</b> </text>
<text top="891" left="133" width="609" height="12" font="0"><b>two hundred thousand dollars. Well, the ill-fated ship has now</b></text>
<text top="940" left="132" width="598" height="12" font="0"><b>been dragged to the beach. What’s in it? Tons of mud and the</b></text>
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<text top="122" left="130" width="560" height="14" font="2">bones of the Klondike miners who sank with her* Any gold?</text>
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<text top="214" left="130" width="452" height="14" font="2">are now digging into the hulk for the treasure.</text>
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<text top="400" left="131" width="591" height="14" font="2">the gold the miners carried wasnft the metallic yellow stuff, </text>
<text top="445" left="130" width="591" height="14" font="2">but merely paper, gold certificates. These v/ould have rotted</text>
<text top="491" left="131" width="332" height="14" font="2">away to nothing, long ago. In fac'</text>
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<text top="537" left="131" width="571" height="14" font="2">controversy up there in Alaska about the gold and the paper</text>
<text top="585" left="132" width="61" height="14" font="2">theory.</text>
<text top="629" left="209" width="378" height="14" font="2">But the treasure hunters will soon knov/</text>
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<text top="26" left="128" width="77" height="14" font="7">DXAMMBS</text>
<text top="40" left="762" width="2" height="22" font="17">!</text>
<text top="123" left="207" width="503" height="12" font="2">A bit of American prosperity in the news comes from </text>
<text top="169" left="129" width="579" height="12" font="2">across the sea, from Holland. The Dutch diamond busines is </text>
<text top="216" left="129" width="581" height="12" font="2">booming. The number of diamond .cutters in Amsterdam has in­</text>
<text top="262" left="130" width="510" height="12" font="2">creased three hundred percent in the last few months.</text>
<text top="308" left="207" width="541" height="12" font="2">What has this to do with American prosperity? Well the </text>
<text top="354" left="128" width="600" height="12" font="2">Hollanders explain that the Americans are fcjc buying diamonds </text>
<text top="400" left="130" width="590" height="12" font="2">once again, which leaves them to infer that prosperity is on </text>
<text top="447" left="131" width="220" height="12" font="2">its way back,over here.</text>
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<text top="23" left="119" width="66" height="13" font="12"><b>bi^IOR</b></text>
<text top="121" left="196" width="512" height="12" font="0"><b>A year ago Senator Robinson of Arkansas arose on the</b> </text>
<text top="167" left="118" width="629" height="12" font="0"><b>Senate floor and delivered a scathing denunciation on the German</b> </text>
<text top="213" left="117" width="56" height="12" font="0"><b>Nazis.</b></text>
<text top="261" left="198" width="539" height="12" font="0"><b>&#34;The Nazi administration has shocked and startled Amer-</b> </text>
<text top="306" left="119" width="172" height="12" font="0"><b>ica,&#34; he declared.</b></text>
<text top="354" left="195" width="512" height="12" font="0"><b>He was the first American statesman to make a public</b> </text>
<text top="399" left="118" width="299" height="12" font="0"><b>attack on Hitler and Hitlerism.</b></text>
<text top="446" left="196" width="532" height="12" font="0"><b>Thatfs what makes it all the more' interesting to learn</b> </text>
<text top="493" left="119" width="619" height="12" font="0"><b>that Senator Robinson has just had a conference with Hitler in</b> </text>
<text top="539" left="118" width="590" height="12" font="0"><b>Berlin. What has he got to say about it? Well, he told the</b> </text>
<text top="585" left="119" width="619" height="12" font="0"><b>Berlin correspondents in his slow, southern drawl that the Nazi</b> </text>
<text top="632" left="119" width="472" height="12" font="0"><b>chief had made something of an impression on him.</b></text>
<text top="679" left="198" width="522" height="12" font="0"><b>&#34;Hitler&#34;, he said, &#34;is a man of the greatest forceful­</b></text>
<text top="726" left="119" width="339" height="12" font="0"><b>ness, confidence and decisiveness.&#34;</b></text>
<text top="772" left="187" width="542" height="12" font="0"><b>Has the Senator changed his mind about the Nazis? That</b> </text>
<text top="818" left="120" width="579" height="12" font="0"><b>doesn’t necessarily follow, but it’s apparent that Hitler’s</b> </text>
<text top="864" left="122" width="345" height="12" font="0"><b>striking personality had its effect.</b></text>
<text top="909" left="198" width="532" height="12" font="0"><b>Senator Robinson has been known to be quite impression­</b></text>
<text top="958" left="121" width="608" height="12" font="0"><b>able on occasion. He has aft hair-trigger temper and got into a</b></text>
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<text top="13" left="129" width="108" height="14" font="24"><b>bEIMTQE </b></text>
<text top="14" left="237" width="8" height="12" font="9"><i><b>2</b></i></text>
<text top="109" left="130" width="570" height="12" font="2">row v.ith some golfers on the links of the fashionable Chevy</text>
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<text top="202" left="130" width="589" height="12" font="2">out later that the victim had nothing to do with the dispute </text>
<text top="247" left="130" width="599" height="12" font="2">and that cost the Senator his membership with the Chevy Chase </text>
<text top="293" left="130" width="46" height="12" font="2">Club.</text>
<text top="339" left="208" width="522" height="12" font="2">When he returned from the London Naval Conference, he </text>
<text top="385" left="132" width="598" height="12" font="2">sported cream-colored spats and dark blue shirts with collars </text>
<text top="432" left="131" width="589" height="12" font="2">to match. Then, a couple of years ago, it was noted that the</text>
<text top="479" left="130" width="588" height="12" font="2">Senator1s hair had turned from grey to coal-black over night.</text>
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<text top="4" left="744" width="10" height="15" font="27"><b>1</b></text>
<text top="115" left="216" width="511" height="12" font="0"><b>Hitler is releasing prisoners. Today in celebration</b> </text>
<text top="161" left="89" width="618" height="12" font="0"><b>of his rise to power in Germany, ®*x he granted amnesty to many</b> </text>
<text top="207" left="88" width="619" height="12" font="0"><b>minor criminals, also to some political prisoners. He has even</b> </text>
<text top="253" left="90" width="618" height="12" font="0"><b>freed some of those convicted for talking against the Nazis and</b> </text>
<text top="300" left="90" width="251" height="12" font="0"><b>denouncing his government.</b></text>
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<text top="17" left="127" width="68" height="13" font="12"><b>AUSTRIA</b></text>
<text top="116" left="206" width="510" height="12" font="2">An odd stoi'y about the Nazi putsch comes to light, a </text>
<text top="161" left="129" width="345" height="12" font="2">story of six American college girls.</text>
<text top="210" left="207" width="509" height="12" font="2">It seems that they -took an important part in putting </text>
<text top="254" left="128" width="259" height="12" font="2">down the Nazi insurrection.</text>
<text top="302" left="207" width="490" height="12" font="2">It was all an accident. The American college girls</text>
<text top="349" left="127" width="607" height="12" font="2">were touring^through the province of Styria, They drove along </text>
<text top="394" left="128" width="579" height="12" font="2">a beautiful country road, when they came upon a broken-down </text>
<text top="441" left="127" width="579" height="12" font="2">bridge. Well, what would six athletic American girls do in </text>
<text top="487" left="128" width="164" height="12" font="2">a case like that?</text>
<text top="533" left="206" width="502" height="12" font="2">They found some heavy logs and went to work and made</text>
<text top="580" left="129" width="172" height="12" font="2">temporary repairsj</text>
<text top="626" left="205" width="560" height="12" font="2">What they didn’t suspect was that a battle was !&amp;Hx;fcigxith®H </text>
<text top="672" left="127" width="627" height="12" font="2">fexB&amp;kxsfcstw about to break out, and that the Nazis had broken down </text>
<text top="719" left="128" width="578" height="12" font="2">the bridge to keep the government troops from getting across</text>
<text top="766" left="127" width="289" height="12" font="2">wdth field guns and equipment.</text>
<text top="812" left="205" width="531" height="12" font="2">Rut the girls found &#34;out all about it when they suddenly</text>
<text top="858" left="129" width="594" height="12" font="2">saw a column of government soldiers hurrying around the road, </text>
<text top="904" left="127" width="588" height="12" font="2">Thej^ashed across the renovated bridge, got into position on</text>
<text top="953" left="128" width="394" height="12" font="2">the other side, and sent the Nazis flying</text>
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<text top="111" left="209" width="488" height="12" font="2">‘ihen the luyi 1 troops gave three rousing cheers for</text>
<text top="156" left="132" width="298" height="12" font="2">the six American college girls^</text>
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