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Civilian Rule. The smell of spring survived the stench of corpses in Madrid last week. A few almond trees bravely retained their bloom as the Rightists continued to flail Madrid day after day with unremitting shellfire. And from Valencia, where Leftist Premier Francisco Largo Caballero was still seeking refuge, an order was sent to Madrid dissolving Madrid's Supreme Defense Junta, headed by formidable General José Miaja who for almost six months has been the Capital's all-powerful boss. Because Madrid had been shelled for 13 consecutive days Premier Largo Caballero felt that General Miaja...
...blow torch, lighted it. Another ripped McDaniels' shirt off. Again he refused to confess. Then the blue-white flame of the torch stabbed into his black chest. He screamed with agony. The torch was withdrawn. He reiterated his innocence. Again the torch was turned on him and the smell of burned flesh floated through the woods. Again he screamed, and when it was withdrawn this time he was ready to confess. He was with Townes, he sobbed, when Townes poked a shotgun through the grocery window, fired into the grocer's back. When his confession was delivered...
...their authors, he did so in a new way. None of the papers was marked, but flunkers found theirs in a jar from which came the rotten-egg stench of hydrogen sulphide. The papers of even more hopeless dummies Professor Madigan had permeated with butyric acid, for a smell worse than Limburger cheese. Able students were odoriferously rewarded. The jar from which they drew their papers had been fragrantly scented with attar of roses...
...Snavely Hershey stood on the steps of his new office building in Hershey, Pa. one day last week and watched the violent vanguard of the times come swirling into his candy Utopia. Thirty-four years ago there was nothing but a cornfield where he stood. Now the sickish-sweet smell of the world's biggest chocolate factory lay heavy on the surrounding countryside. Ever since the factory had begun to make big money, abstemious Founder Hershey had poured it out to make his people happy. Besides giving most of his corporation's common stock to endow a great...
...always thought that Shakspere was batty when he said a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. What there is about the word rose that calls up images of sweetly perfumed balconies on sultry moon-lit evenings in the spring, and maidens eager to be stormed thereon, and oh! so tenderly captured, we don't know. But we're perfectly sure that if the vicissitudes of language had caused Romeo to climb by a trellis of cucumbers to Juliet's bower to gain that soul-stirring kiss, the play might as well not have been written. There...