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...citizens in Mexico. With the petition was presented a memorial stating that the signers were unalterably opposed to any semblance of interference in Mexico but urging the President to undertake "the moral vindication of an ethical principle." Reaching out a large hand, Franklin Roosevelt drew a pad of paper toward him, flicked out his fountain pen and, like a true statesman, straightway declared himself. A few minutes later his "moral vindication of an ethical principle" was in the hands of the Press: "The President stated that he is in entire sympathy with all people who make it clear that...
...canvas-backed armchair in front of my table. On it I put an alarm clock, my shaving-mirror, a pencil, a memorandum pad, a glass of water and a teaspoonful of the powder. I slipped into the chair, faced the mirror, poured the powder into the water-drank it, looked at the clock, took the pencil and wrote on the pad: 'Took powder one minute past two o'clock.' Then I leaned back and waited for things to happen...
...usual. He began to talk with vigor, paused to laugh sharply, taking a shrewd thrust at his critics, then continued, making his points vigorously. He was giving newshawks better copy than he had given them in months, but the head of more than one newshawk, bending over his note pad, shook slowly from side to side while its owner murmured. "He's got it, all right- the disease of Presidents...
...testily how far blood spurts from an open artery. Dr. Clement Harrisse Arnold, 49, of San Francisco, whose hobby is murder evidence, marched into court. Dr. Arnold had a thick gauze pad fixed with adhesive tape to the back of his neck. Said he: "So far as I know, no one has ever experimented with a human being to find out how far his blood will shoot. So I undertook an actual experiment...
Visiting Washington last week, the Right Honorable Alderman Alfred Byrne, Lord Mayor of Dublin, sat down to listen to a radio broadcast of the 97th running of the Grand National Steeplechase at Aintree. A reporter asked him who he thought would win. Lord Mayor Byrne called for pencil & pad, puffed out his cheeks, wrote down his selections: 1, Reynoldstown; 2, Blue Prince; 3, Thomond II. The announcer said: "They...