1919

Newsreel XXXIII

CAN’T RECALL KILLING SISTER; CLAIMS

I’ve got the blues

I’ve got the blues

I’ve got the alcohoholic blues

SOAP CRISIS THREATENED

with the gay sunlight and the resumption of racing Paris has resumed its normal life. The thousands and thousands of flags of all nations hang on dozens of lines stretching from mast to mast making a fairylike effect that is positively astonishing

THREAT LETTERS REVEALED

I love my country indeed I do

But this war is making me blue

I like fightin fightin’s my name

But fightin is the least about this fightin game

the police found an anteroom full of mysteriouslooking packages which when opened were found full of pamphlets in Yiddish Russian and English and of membership cards for the Industrial Workers of the World

HIGH WIND INCREASES DANGER OF MEN

WHILE PEACE IS TALKED OF WORLDWIDE WAR RAGES

the agents said the arrests were ordered from the State Department. The detention was so sudden neither of the men had time to obtain his baggage from the vessel. Then came a plaintive message from two business men at Lure; the consignment had arrived, the sacks had been opened and their contents was ordinary building plaster. The huge car remained suspended in some trees upside down while the passengers were thrown into the torrent twenty feet below

Lordy, lordy, war is hell

Since he amputated my booze

OUTRAGE PERPETRATED IN SEOUL

I’ve got the alcohohoholic blues

The Department of Justice Has the Goods on the Packers According to Attorney General Palmer

L’Ecole du Malheur Nous Rend Optimistes

Unity of Free Peoples Will Prevent any Inequitable Outcome of Peace of Paris

it is only too clear that the league of nations lies in pieces on the floor of the Hotel Crillon and the modest alliance that might with advantage occupy its place is but a vague sketch

HOW TO DEAL WITH BOLSHEVISTS?

SHOOT THEM! POLES’ WAY!

Hamburg Crowds Flock to See Ford

HINTS AT BIG POOL TO DEVELOP ASIA

When Mr. Hoover said to cut our eatin down

I did it and I didn’t ever raise a frown

Then when he said to cut out coal,

But now he’s cut right into my soul

Allons-nous Assister à la Panique des Sots?

stones were clattering on the roof and crashing through the windows and wild men were shrieking through the keyhole while enormous issues depended on them that required calm and deliberation at any rate the President did not speak to the leaders of the democratic movements

LIEBKNECHT KILLED ON WAY TO PRISON