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...kerosene lamps shed garish glimmer on yellow pine walls, rows of stolid Vermonters, a white-surpliced young rector. The President and his wife came down the lane, down the aisle, sat down. Few looked at them. . . . The rector spoke, modernistically, then made an appeal for money for new hymnals, since the old ones had been stolen by souvenir-seekers. The President gazed vaguely at his 80-year-old uncle, John Wilder, singing lustily in the chorus in spite of the fact that he had fiddled for dancers far into the night before. ¶While the President and Mrs. Coolidge tour...
...President returned from rustic Vermont to sylvan White Pine Camp. Aboard his special train, he forcibly but with dignity gave the impression of being displeased with aged M. Clemenceau's French debt comments...
Harvey S. Firestone Jr. (son of the tire-potentate), who called on President Coolidge at White Pine Camp, told him what ought to be done for the rubber industry in the Philippines...
Recently a chunky, handsome young man sailed 10,000 miles through calm and stormy seas, returned (TIME, June 28). Last week he journeyed to White Pine Camp at President Coolidge's invitation. He presented his card: Harvey S. Firestone Jr. If such things were done, there might have been in one corner of the card: Son of famed tire-magnate; in another corner Princeton University, 1920; and finally, below his name in bold type: Extremely well-informed on rubber...
...Coolidge?" This was Vice President Dawes' way of informing Chicago camera men that he did not wish to be photographed in fishing garb before leaving for Colorado. Said Mr. Dawes: "If President Coolidge wants to pose for fishing pictures, all right, but I won't." At White Pine Camp the President has not been photographed in actual piscatorial encounter, but his merest fishing experience has been nationally recounted. Mr. Dawes intends to capture trout in the Rocky Mountain streams, unseen, unpublished. Four years come and go, and again sweltering delegates in some hot metropolis cast their state...