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Last week Mr. Stickney sat dull-eyed. Acute prophets had augured a smashing victory for Mr. Dale. Not that Mr. Stickney had heeded these portents; but apparently Mr. Coolidge had. The Chief Executive, perhaps annoyed by the fiascos of his followers in North Dakota, Illinois, Oregon, Iowa, perhaps unwilling to court a possible strike-out in his native state, evidently refused to support his cousin. . . . Mr. Stickney made an announcement. He had not felt well lately. In the fall, he would...
...nine-inch lens (the largest ever ground for a camera) to photograph the earth from an altitude of seven miles or so. Experts of the Eastman Kodak Company (Rochester, N. Y.) had fashioned it, providing also a film specially sensitized to record light at the infra-red (long wave, dull light) end of the spectrum, a film taking exposures nine inches square, 100 exposures to a roll. Lieut. George W. Goddard will soon have the camera mounted in the rear cockpit of his plane, at the flying post in Dayton, Ohio, with a heating apparatus around it to protect...
...dull and docile beagle-hound who, while following a rabbit will not tear off over the hills yelping his heart out if he happens on a hot deer trail...
...there anything dull or docile about Senator James A. Reed of Missouri. Set to nose out the labyrinthine political finances of the Pennsylvania primaries (TIME May 31 et seq. THE CONGRESS,) he tested all winds eagerly for a whiff of larger game. Last fortnight his vigilance was rewarded; he coursed off after the Anti-Saloon League, in the person of its counsel, Wayne B. Wheeler, on the pretext of getting evidence of Wet moneys expended for Candidate Vare. Last week he was not astonished to find that this new quarry had a mate the gentle, bright-eyed Women...
...highly nervous woman, who is bored with her dull husband, is the central figure. She has a lover who deserts. From him she turns to a Negro lawyer. Finally she takes poison. The play was frank, at times lewd, but never sensationally so. It was not the dirt of which the audience disapproved; it was the dullness. Mary Blair, able heroine of many of Eugene O'Neill's best plays, had the lead. Her performance was unaccountably inept. She fled the cast after the opening performance...