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Most Egyptians looked as if they were smelling something. They were-the West Wind. One day this week the 17,000,000-odd dwellers along the Nile arose at dawn, took several deep breaths, and went picnicking. It was the Shamm en-Nesim, the one common holiday for all Egyptians-Moslem, Christian and Jew. Once a Coptic feast day, the Shamm en-Nesim means literally "the smell of the West Wind." Irreverent Americans in Cairo call it "sniff-the-breeze day." Egyptians believe that a lungful of the departing spring air will ward off summer languor-provided the sniffer manages...
...Roosevelt.) Instructors are strictly forbidden to have off-hour dates with patrons. Murray pays them from $1.60 to $2.10 an hour, allows them $25 a month extra for clothes and $3 a week for meals, gives them free milk and vitamins and earthy advice (samples: "Your clothes will smell fresher if dry-cleaned regularly"; "Sitting down only enlarges the hips...
Braden's Man. A onetime Delaware schoolteacher, George Messersmith has been in the diplomatic service 32 years-he had served in Canada, the Dutch West Indies, Belgium and Luxembourg before he went to Berlin. According to a colleague, he has "an uncanny nose that can smell an s.o.b. as far as the wind can carry the scent." He got the scent in Berlin almost immediately. In 1933 he wrote to Washington: "There is a real revolution here, and a dangerous situation." He was home, serving as Assistant Secretary of State, when the situation cracked in September...
...enterprising editors of PM, who love OPA as heartily as Hearst detests it, the stunt had a fishy smell. When one of the seven women called PM to say she had been misquoted (she had been asked by a Hearstling to comment on black markets, not on OPA), reporters checked with the other six. PM forthwith reproduced the Journal display, gleefully noted that all seven ladies really liked OPA, ran the natural counter-headline: OPA? YES!!-HOW HEARST LIED SEVEN TIMES...
Blakesburg's Negroes, in the borrowed, freshly laundered autos of Blakesburg's white families, were out at a burial. When they saw the lights, they "didn't want to be accountable for borrowed property. . . . They started stepping on the gas." They brought back to Blakesburg "the smell of burning rubber tires, hot engines with radiators boiling over. . . . And all who hadn't gotten lost or wrecked on the highways hunted for the car owners on the Blakesburg streets. Their hurrying home to go into eternity from their native city was a touching scene to the white...