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Motoring in Cannes, France, with her 2-year-old son Michael John was beauteous Atalanta Arlen (onetime Countess Atalanta Mercati), wife of Novelist Michael Arlen (Dikran Kouyoumdjian). A motorcyclist rammed into the rear of her automobile, was instantly killed. Forced to flee by a mob of Frenchwomen who cursed and threatened her, she was rescued by her husband and a British vice consul...
...Junta. Jostled by the shouting, jigging mob in the Palace were five men trying to think calmly: two professors, an editor, a banker and a lawyer. As a sort of "brain trust" to the Sergeants, they were the commissioners of the "governmental executive commission." Unable to agree on a head man, these were collectively the Government...
...Pennsylvania Railroad trains 30,000 travelers were deposited at Union Station. New York Central brought in another 20,000, the Chicago & North Western 15,000. Air lines reported waiting lists. Automobiles were spotted from every state of the Union. At 11 o'clock Sunday night a wriggling, milling mob made State Street look like Saturday afternoon. It was Labor Day week-end and Chicago was playing host to its largest out-of-town crowd in history, estimated at 500,000 persons...
...Watson, his mistress but a madam in her own right, bore him a son whom she refused to surrender, they parted coldly. Garr balanced their account when she died of an overdose of laudanum and the Chronicle announced: CARRIE WATSON COLLECTS WAGES OF SIN-CRIME NEVER PAYS. An enraged mob once wrecked the Chronicle's plant; at 10:30 next morning the Chronicle was on the street, with a full story and pictures...
...which a brutal commandant tortures the prisoners is the use of yellow color for shots and lamps in night scenes. Ably gloomy is Prisoner Howard's heavy-eyed performance. Remarkably feeble is the comedy relief supplied by a British cockney and a Texas cowboy. Good shot: the escaping mob of prisoners in murky hand-to-hand scrabbling with the airdrome troops...