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...political friends. "Chief" Markham, as the boys call him, loves his friends, trusts them, lets them run the government. The result is the incubation of corruption in oil and in the so-called Department of Public Health which is so crooked that it even gets graft out of roach powder. Murders, lewd women, drunken revels, coarse dialogue are thrown in to spice the story. The scandals begin to leak out in Washington. Senatorial investigations threaten, but the "Chief" stands by his friends. There is, of course, a woman in the story. A sort of Platonic affection grows up between...
...rooms of the theatre all bear names for the patrons' convenience in making appoint ments. They are the Elizabethan Room (containing porcelain heads in hair dresses from the time of Queen Elizabeth to now), Peacock Promenade, Chinoiserie (women's smoking rooms), Club Room, Hunting Room, Jade Room, Powder Box, Venetian Room, Marie An toinette Room, Colonial Room, Empire Room and Music Room. The auditorium, simulating French Renaissance architecture, is dec orated in ivory, rose-red and turquoise blue. Some 38 years ago, the Atlantic washed onto the shores of the U. S. an entirely insignificant underfed...
...Caution survived harm, however, and realizing his duty to posterity he married an Indian miss named Did-You-Put-Out. That-Camp-fire. And to their first-born son, a direct ancestor of mine, they gave at his mother's insistence, an Indian name. He was called Keep-Your-Powder-Dry Forecast...
Acetylene gas in a sealed tube was reduced to a surprisingly large quantity of yellow powder, resembling varnish, which resisted all chemical reagents and a heat of 4000°. The powder was a substance utterly unknown to chemists. Precipitated by the ray upon an aluminum disc, the powder became an enamel which could not be removed...
...just such moments. "Big Bill" Edwards acted quicker than any of them. Straight as a bullet he launched his enormous bulk forward in a flying tackle that had in it all that nerve and muscle remembered of wild times on ringing fields. The gunman, still firing, crumpled backward; powder burned the sleeve of "Big Bill" Edwards; a bullet seared his arm. For a while after that he was cheered wherever he went. And even now, at a football game, in the theatre, on the street, one man will nudge another...