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...highways he set up strings of hearts bearing the admonition "Follow the Hearts to Salida"; -"Salida, the Heart of the Rockies." Local bathing beauties posed for the leg art (see cut). The campaign went over fine with the tourists. So did W. B.'s promotion of the fur-bearing trout, which even got into the newsreels...
Tough as a mukluk (fur boot) was Sourdough Edwin A. Robertson, a Maine-born man who had lived most of his 84 years in Yukon country. Fortnight ago, Sourdough Robertson left his lonely cabin on Seventymile River, mushed for Eagle to lay in supplies. The air was deadly cold; spicules of ice rimed the oldtimer's whiskers. Warily he plodded. He knew his Yukon, knew that while the running creeks freeze solid early, little springs that never freeze bubble under the snow all winter; that to crash through an ice-skin meant wet feet that would freeze almost instantly...
...preacher, but by the time he had worked his way through the University of Oklahoma and got three degrees from Oxford as a Rhodes Scholar, he had decided to be a newspaperman. Returning to Oklahoma, he shortly became city editor of the Tulsa Tribune. Then the fur began...
Showgirl Lydia Hill was the favorite of the Sultan up to last month, when she was killed by a German bomb while shopping for a fur coat in Canterbury. Said the Sultan of Johore: "I am heartbroken." Exactly six days later his old eyes kindled again as he bought a Red Cross flag from Miss Marcella Mendl, mellow Rumanian blonde who speaks five languages, is distantly related to cafe society's famed Sir Charles Mendl, has lately been driving an A. R. P. ambulance in London...
...swank Mayfair shops, "National Topcoat Week" followed "National Fur Week" and autumn buying continued brisk. Enough timid shoppers stay at home to have doubled the business of London mail-order firms since break of World War II, but a daily tide of some 5,000 shoppers and window-gazers flowed down Oxford Street last week. Most ignored air-raid alarms until German bombers were actually overhead and they dawdled and browsed over displays of goods ticketed "For Christmas," in no hurry to pick out presents. Outside famed Peter Robinson's, housewives queued up in a long line...