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...half dozen executives who started the rate-increase ball rolling last May, was inspecting his new Chicago & Alton property in Kansas City. Drumming his fingers nervously he there declared: "We can't take the public by the nape of the neck and force it to ride. We can only give it such courteous and fair treatment that it will want to ride. The railroads come back? They haven't been any where. The only reason railroad business is bad is because all kinds of business is bad. . . . The railroads never will get back the travel constantly turning...
...Angeles over New York City, Long Island and the New Jersey coast, napped a while in the commander's cabin. In the party were a Siamese lady-in-waiting and Mrs. William B. Sayles, wife of a Brooklyn Navy Yard captain. The ladies were the first ever to ride in the Los Angeles. Next day the Siamese court left the U. S. for Canada...
Each morning President Hoover scans all the New York, Philadelphia, Baltimore and Washington papers before he reaches his office. He has little sense of personal news value, no capacity to ignore what he dislikes.* The story of his fast ride from the Rapidan upset him because obviously he had violated Virginia's 45 m. p. h. speed law. But his leak investigation served only to revive public interest in this and other stories to which he objected. Among these were newssquibs that...
...Keep it down to seventy-two point, and make room for other news besides Uncle Cocoa. Let's get out a well rounded paper . . . with all the news. . . . And listen, you pack of delightful bastards ... tie your hats on because we're all going for a fast ride." Editor Gauvreau is 39, lean, gimlet-eyed, hardboiled, literate. He walks with a limp, the result of "shellshock" suffered as a youngster when practical jokers set off a Fourth of July cannon under his bed room window. He was schooled on the ultra-conservative Hartford Courant, of which...
...woman and two men, all of them in well-padded containers, have gone over Niagara Falls and come up alive.* All of them went over the Horseshoe Falls on the Canadian side. No man ever lived through a ride over the rock-bottomed American Falls. Yet last week a stray police dog blundered over the American side and came out to shake himself on the bank...