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...most restricted sense, the profession of planning homes, offices, warehouses, golf clubs, courts, theatres, museums, station, lecture halls, factories, prisons and all the other structures required by 120 million U. S. people, is at present conducted by only 10,000 U. S. practitioners? one man to every chunk of population the size of Englewood, N. J., or Boulder, Col., or Tuscaloosa...
Plainly John Chinaman had opened his mouth so wide and bitten off so huge a chunk of foreign property that he was all but strangled. Pitifully enough, some coolies who saw starvation loom repaired the flagstaff of the British Consulate, which they had torn down a few days before, and ran up the Union Jack-though unwittingly upside down. A symbol, it was Hankow...
...Mich., one Prince, 35-pound collie, heard his master, Farmer Methad Dvoracek, screaming in the barn; bounded in, flung himself at a 1,500-pound bull which had Farmer Dvoracek cornered, prostrate and already gored; seized the bull's nose, hung on while being flailed about until a chunk of nose and the bull's ring tore away, leaped for another grip, drove the bull outdoors bellowing, bounded to the kitchen door, barked, led help to Farmer Dvoracek...
...years ago that Mr. Adams and his son paid a call on General Santa Anna of Mexico at Snug Harbor, Staten Island. From a bureau drawer the General produced "a little chunk of something resembling overshoeing." The guests beheld him place a piece of this substance in his mouth, chomp his jaws, smile. They dubiously examined the "overshoeing," which the General called "chicle" and said was the gum of the zapote tree. They too chomped, smiled...
BRAWNYMAN - James Stevens - Knopf ($2.50). The satisfying quality of this autobiogaphical chunk of Americana is that calm matter-of-factness which characterized the same author's chronicle of the great logger, Paul Bunyan. "Appanoose Jimmie" Stevens (changed to Turner in these pages), aged about 35, now lives with his parents in Tacoma, Wash., and, though he contributes successfully to the American Mercury, he has not yet succumbed to the green mists that often steam up from pages of print to obscure a new writer's picture of himself. Appanoose is still at heart the hobo team-hand that...