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Uncertain grins appeared below the beaks of the newshawks. There was dead silence. Used to Presidential leg-pulling, they waited for the joker. Then gradually it. dawned on them that the only joke was the President's deliberate error with the middle initials of Messrs. Baruch and Johnson, that he was stealing the show from the Senate munitions investigation. The correspondents began to babble questions and Franklin Roosevelt beamed at the success of his pleasantry...
...bottom of the pool. I would seize one large knee [Mr. Roosevelt began an elaborate pantomime of his story] and gradually force it down until the foot hit the bottom. 'Have you got it?' I would say. 'Yes.' the lady would reply. Then I would seize the other leg, and try to get it toward the bottom. But no sooner would I let go of the first leg than it would fly up again. This went on for a half-hour at a time. But before I left in the spring, the lady could get both her legs down...
Lighter and more amusing was Gold Standard, done to music by Jacques Ibert, with settings by Nicolas Remisoff who designed a park with blue trees and pink water. Ruth Page was an alluring young heroine in leg-of-mutton sleeves and a big straw hat. She danced away fleetly with an elderly merchant because his hind pockets bulged with gold. But at the end she was back with her young lover, whirling in a mad cancan. Chicagoans left the opera house marveling at what Dancer Page had accomplished with a comparatively new troupe, marveling at the courage and energy...
Died. Arthur R. Seyferlich, 64, Fire Commissioner of Chicago; of diabetic gangrene following a leg infection; in a Chicago hospital. Fortnight ago doctors told Seyferlich a leg amputation was necessary to save his life. Cried he: "A one-legged fireman is no fireman at all. I'll die before you cut my leg off." Fireman Seyferlich died with two legs...
...high, has the mind of a 12-year-old, will never be much wiser. Like any well-reared girl Meshie brushes her teeth and showers when she gets up. Then she eats a morning breakfast of bananas & cream, using a spoon and holding the tin dish between her leg-paws. For luncheon and dinner she prefers veal, chicken, steak, refuses lamb, pork or fish. Affectionate, she likes to pick choice bits from her dish, offer them to Dr. Raven. Nights she sleeps in a cage. Her daily chore is to help with the sweeping. Meshie lavishes her greatest affection...