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Uncommon Sense (National Home Library, 25^) is by Engineer David Cushman Coyle who designed Washington's State Capitol and has done time as a technical adviser to PWA. Some months ago he wrote a booklet called Brass Tacks explaining the whole economic system as he saw it, a work that is supposed to be a favorite with Franklin Roosevelt. This summer he went to an island in Maine, settled down with Brain Trusters Thomas Corcoran and Benjamin Cohen as his neighbors, began to produce a nontechnical version of Brass Tacks...
...grin for agriculture and industry, is content to go inching along to the Republican promised land. . . . Both conventions were similar, indeed all political conventions are like some vast Indian powwow, a ghost dance making mystic political medicine. ... It is the only voodoo we have in this country-tom-toms, brass cymbals, horns, raucous mechanical noises, yawping howling men, screeching hysterical women, savage dancing, waving banners and oratory. . . ." Of President Roosevelt's acceptance speech immediately following the Democratic Convention in Philadelphia, Author White says...
First stop was at Fort Morgan, Colo., where a thousand people and a brass band surrounded the rear platform. Carefully primed as to his whereabouts, Governor Landon declared: "I am very glad to have the opportunity of starting my campaign in this splendid Republican county of Morgan. . . . There are many things which I would like to talk to you about but time is short. . . ." Chuff-chuff-and the special was on its way to Sterling, where another crowd and another brass band turned out at the station. With "sugar beets" ringing in his ears, Nominee Landon stepped...
...sandwiches to the poor and suffering; but it is doing no mighty work. . . . Thinking of God as a glorified Rotarian will never create a disturbance in the human conscience. Until a man has come to an evangelic experience of the conviction of sin, all other doctrines are tinkling brass and sounding cymbals...
...Norfolk, Va. one day last October, a musician named George E. von Schilling was idly playing an accordion in his sitting room while his son Stanwurt, 3, toddled nearby. On a chair lay an euphonium, a tuba-like brass horn which Mr. von Schilling had borrowed from a friend. Suddenly Father von Schilling heard a soft beep from the big euphonium, saw that Son Stanwurt was not only blowing into it but blowing correctly from the solar plexus rather than from the chest. Von Schilling leaped to a piano, struck an F and B flat which the child immediately echoed...