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...high wires snored. The crowd vibrated like a church window shaken by an organ pipe. They discovered that Lieutenant C. F. Shilt, U. S. M. C., flying a 615 horsepower Curtiss, was second with an average speed of 231.363 miles an hour. Lieutenant Tomlinson, in an old Curtiss Hawk, was way behind them all. The third American, Lieutenant Cuddihy, came down with engine trouble. So did Captain Ferrarin, famed Rome-to-Tokyo flyer. Lieutenant Adriano Bacula, 218.006 miles an hour, was third...
...sleek French packet Amiral Pierre steamed southward through the Mediterannean last week her first cabin passengers regarded with awe a squat, hawk-beaked Moroccan with a short bristling black beard who appeared now and then on deck always accompanied by two armed French guards. Spain and France had poured out hundreds of millions in gold, and tens of thousands in lives to place the sardonic Moroccan with his brother, their wives and suite upon the Amiral Pierre. Not six months ago Mohammed ben Abd-el-Krim and his brother Muhammed were holding the Riffian fastnesses of Morocco against that master...
...ever penned such a gambling scene as the one here, where young Jim, the camp "gaycat," "fuzz-face" or "gazoony" is admitted to the Thanksgiving Day poker game and after long lucky hours lays four aces on the horse-blanket to beat Bully Black Hawk out of a monster pot. They gave the lad his moniker (nickname) after that and he skinned (drove) mules thereafter instead of walloping dishes...
...joggled tracklessly through the streets of Springfield, Mass., borne on a junk wagon to ignominious barter. The frowzy-whiskered junkman shifted about in his seat when a motorcycle policeman ordered him to the curb, fluttered two dirty palms in astonishment. The officer settled on a blue mattress as a hawk onto a mouse, prospected deeper into the indiscernible vagaries in the rear of a junk-wagon, retrieved the humble shoebag, departed triumphantly with it for its heartbroken owner - one Peter Audaim - after informing the surprised junkman that within it was concealed $1,200, Peter's life savings but recently...
...Biblical locution; but in the main they will be delighted and amazed to see in this, his best work yet, the subtle operation of his gentle Irish irony, something of that astringent quality that sharpens the art of his countryman, Painter Willie Orpen, who once painted a swarthy, hawk-faced gypsy basking with his woman and trained bear on the lush, noon-flooded Hill of Howth...