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Representative Rankin's pension plan for veterans of the two World Wars is now in the lap of a highly nervous Congress. This plan, which would give every veteran $90 a month beginning with his sixty-fifth year, is probably the most ambitious special interest plunge into the federal treasury ever attempted by mortal man. The Budget Bureau, in quivering tones, has reported that Mr. Rankin's boondoggle would cost the country something like $125,000,000,000 by the year...
...Harvard's chapter of the American Veteran's Committee has resolved to fight the Rankin Veteran's Pension Bill in every way possible," Publicity Chairman Roy F. Gootenberg '49 announced last night...
...making Un-American Activities Committee. Last week, like an angry mosquito, he circled, swooped and stung Congress spang on one of its most sensitive political spots. Over the loud protests of his Veterans' Affairs Committee (seven members walked out on him), Chairman Rankin highhandedly rammed through a staggering pension bill which seemed designed as much to pay back his congressional enemies as to pay off the veterans. No Congressman likes to appear ungenerous to veterans, and John Rankin was making his irresponsible most of the fact...
...Took notice of the Rankin pension grab (see The Congress) with a little speech to officials of the Veterans of Foreign Wars: "I hope it will be possible for you to help me to help the veterans of this country understand that this United States is theirs . . . and there are certain limits to which its financial welfare cannot be stretched...
...first days of Overlord, the members of the sth crash ashore in France, and death begins its steady tithing. Corporal Shuttleworth dies with a snigger: "The cow, she'll get my pension." Major Maddison, leading a rash reconnaissance into disastrous ambush, is shot by one of his own infuriated men. Colonel Pothecary's turn comes too. "[He] rose to his feet . . . ignoring the bullets that squealed around him . . . They saw him stoop, pick a white flower from a hedgerow and fasten it, without haste, in his lapel. Everywhere in the meadow men rose and moved forward with...