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Ships of war, built to destroy, always look proof against destruction, especially in dock or at anchor. The kind of thing that can happen to them when least expected happened last week aboard the aircraft carrier Langley, at her dock in San Diego, Calif. Other ships of war in the harbor heard an explosion, saw a sheet of flame. Smoke poured from a gaping hole in the Langley's side abaft her bridge. Three sailors who had been working in a launch slung from the Langley's davits, struggled in the water...
...spot off the Cape Cod coast. Their rocking signal flares betokened rough weather and disaster. In the surf near Provincetown loomed a stranded shape, the U. S. destroyer Paulding. Somewhere beneath the flares at sea lay the U. S. submarine 54, with 39 officers and men and one civilian aboard. Patrolling the coast, the Paulding had run across the S-4 amidships when the 54, on a trial run, came up without warning dead ahead. The S-4 had sunk immediately. The Paulding, herself damaged, had had to run ashore. From the flare-lit ships at sea, men were fishing...
...college chums from Rutgers and Harvard Law would make merry with him. He would tower in Manhattan among financiers, and in Washington above those who were his associates when he was a Treasury "career man." Best of all, wise Agent Gilbert had contrived that he should be snug aboard the Leviathan, last week, when the Reparations Bureau released at Berlin his 237-page printed report on the third reparations annuity year (Sept. 1, 1926, to Aug. 31, 1927). Theses. As usual, the Agent General put forward in his report several explicit theses. This year they are that...
...Vladimir Rosing, who five years ago was no more than a good tenor. He was returning then to Europe after engagements in the U. S. and in the crossing he met George Eastman, rich kodakman of Rochester, N. Y. There were many hours to spare aboard ship. Mr. Eastman's hobby was music and Tenor Rosing had time to talk of his ideal to produce opera for English-speaking audiences in their own language. Mr. Eastman listened well, tucked it all away in the corner of his mind. That summer Tenor Rosing received a cable, and in the fall...
Poland & Lithuania. From Warsaw straight to the Hotel des Bergues came, last week, Dictator Marshal Josef Pilsudski. His red and gold salon carriage* blazoning the white eagle of Poland had barely stopped at the Geneva station when French Consul General Ame LeRoy stepped aboard and gently took in tow the tigerish Marshal. Bystanders smiled when this arch-militarist appeared in a civilian suit and soft felt hat. They sobered, however, as his hand snapped automatically to return a salute and he stalked from the station with long, dynamic strides...