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Foreign Minister Gustav Stresemann of Germany dared not give the assurances demanded lest he antagonize political forces at Berlin strong enough to upset the "Little Coalition" German Cabinet. He must win Allied concessions...
...human. Its youthful, milk-white features are serene in apparent death. David Butternut, young and gigantic able seaman, trembles at the sight. Only a few hours before he has knocked dead a man who, though an arrant scoundrel, bore just such a seraphic countenance. Now remorseful and half afraid lest this be his victim's ghost, David kneels, chafes the seeming corpse's slender, blue-veined wrists, and quite disregarding the tempest, whispers long, soulful entreaties that the visitor return to life. At length the angel's eyes, of divinest cerulean blue, open, and in accents...
...famed bulldog mascot of the Marines, was dropped from an airplane in a parachute and drifted crazily down to the crowd of spectators at the football game between the Quantico Marines and the Fort Benning (Ga.) Infantry, fortnight ago (TIME, Nov. 29). Ladies near me shuddered, hid their faces lest the intrepid bulldog should meet his doom; some said, 'How cruel!' Bulldog Jiggs landed safely. . . . Then last week I received letters from the Anti-Vivisection Society and from the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals protesting against the aerial ride. I replied that the parachute jumper...
Compulsory Cinema Religion. Signor Mussolini founded during the week, with the support of the Holy See, the Institute of Religious Art and Education. The Institute will occupy itself at once with the production of motion pictures illustrating the teachings of the Roman Catholic Church. Lest these films prove unpopular, Il Duce decreed last week the obligatory showing of one such Roman Catholic film drama as a part of every motion picture program released in Italy after the new religious films are ready...
...Shelf. Febrile, mincing, exquisite Frances Starr portrays delightfully the lurid Mrs. Amaranth, come home to Kiwanisport, N. Y., from Europe and worse. Uneasy as a bird of plumage roosting in a barnyard, she is most uneasy of all lest she be considered "on the shelf." Through three acts of easily forgettable humor she defends the honor of her sex appeal. Donald Meek, once again a hilariously henpecked clergyman, spend-thriftily purchases eight kisses from Mrs. Amaranth at his own church bazaar. Thenceforward it is but a step until the glittering and ever competent Arthur Byron, this time a scheming Senator...