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With meticulous exactitude Socialist Scheidemann writes that he was eating a bowl of "thin 1918 soup" in the Reichstag Restaurant when members of his party plunged in, grabbed him by the arm, and declared that he must appear on a balcony of the Reichstag to address a large, incipiently revolutionary throng...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Foreign News: Accidentally a Republic | 11/19/1928 | See Source »

...tired of making speeches," growled Scheidemann over his soup, but nonetheless he mounted the balcony...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Foreign News: Accidentally a Republic | 11/19/1928 | See Source »

Though a roar of approval went up, Herr Scheidemann attached to it so little importance that he soon went back to his bowl of soup. He did not realize what he had done until jovial Freidrich Ebert, later first President of the Republic, rushed in flushed with indignation and exclaimed: "What have you done? I hear you have proclaimed a Republic! Don't you know you had no right to do that...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Foreign News: Accidentally a Republic | 11/19/1928 | See Source »

...horizon, interminably empty, offered no distractions from his recent troubles; the officers, continually quarreling, added to the gloom. The captain, who by all standards of sea-lore should have concealed a heart of gold beneath his rough exterior, revealed, by persistent bullying, his petulant nature. Moreover he consumed his soup with a sibilant hiss. Blettsworthy, mimicking him, incurred a wrath that culminated horribly: the ship was wrecked off the stormy Patagonian coast; all hands were escaping by boat; the captain, before clearing, locked his supercargo into the sinking steward-room...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Sacred Lunatic | 11/19/1928 | See Source »

...reminded each other not to forget evening jackets and boiled shirts in their baggage. We have drawn ourselves lovely pictures of dining elegantly in mid-air with Commodore Eckener at the head of a flower-decked table . . . but . . . leather coats, woollies and furs will be our evening dress. Hot soup and steaming stew more welcome than cold caviar and chicken salad...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: AERONAUTICS: Blue Gas & Hydrogen | 10/15/1928 | See Source »

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