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Coincidentally, in Manhattan, murmurings over a new opera house mounted to a front-page roar. Confirmed were the reports that John Davison Rockefeller Jr. had leased from Columbia University a sector of Manhattan extending from 48th to 51st Streets between Fifth and Sixth Avenues (TIME, Dec. 31), and that he had done so with a new opera house in mind. But the Metropolitan's directors continued to ponder their selection of a site...
...tragic event (see cut). At last. Lorn started after Riegels but he did not catch the lumbering centre until they reached the four-yard line. He tried to tell Riegels what had happened but though he shouted the words into his ear, Riegels could not hear him in the roar of the crowd. Lorn grabbed his shoulder and pointed back up the field. On the two-yard line, two Georgia Tech tacklers knocked Riegels across his own goal-line but the referee put the ball six inches ahead of it. On the next play Tech scored a safety, two points...
...attack a man. But, emboldened by the tastiness of chance corpses that War-winter, a female lynx stalked Grischa for days, till suddenly he noticed her crouching to spring. So drolly did her crooked eyes and fringe of whiskers remind Grischa of himself, that he burst into a roar of terrifying human laughter, and unwittingly saved himself from fangs and evil claws...
...slowly mounted the rostrum and then stood mopping his bald head, amid the rattle of handclaps and the roar of "Hoch! Hoch! HOCH!" Dr. Stresemann seemed paler than usual but otherwise utterly "the typical German," plump, correct and full of earnest energy. He, the smart son of a rich brewer, is the great Foreign Minister who has held office while eight German cabinets have fallen, and his ailing kidneys are those which have been of vital interest to all Europe for half a year...
...secretly last April over the Opel tracks in Munich. But in June, young Fritz von Opel, sporting son of a gruff Geheimrat, sent it at a speed of 156 miles per hour over railroad tracks near Hanover. Nine-foot streaks of flame from the exploding rockets trailed its deafening roar. A solitary cat, its only passenger, trembled. Suddenly it skipped the track; the remaining rockets blew up; cat and car burst into a thousand blazing fragments. Spectators cried, "Devil Car." U. S. women wrote lengthy, passionate letters.* Last week, the German automobile industry heard alarming reports. Persistent were the rumors...