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Newsreel LXV

STORM TIES UP SUBWAY; FLOODS AND LIGHTNING

DARKEN CITY

Love oh love oh careless love

Like a thief comes in the night

ONLOOKERS CRY HALLELUJAH AS PEACE

DOVE LIGHTS; SAID TO HAVE

SPLIT $100,000

CRASH UPSETS EXCHANGE

Chicago Nipple Slump Hits Trading On Curb

Bring me a pillow for my poor head

A hammer for to knock out my brains

For the whiskey has ruined this body of mine

And the red lights have run me insane

FAITH PLACED IN RUBBER BOATS

But I’ll love my baby till the sea runs dry

This Great New Searchlight Sunburns You Two Miles Away

Till the rocks all dissolve by the sun

Oh ain’t it hard?

Smythe according to the petition was employed testing the viscosity of lubricating oil in the Okmulgee plant of the company on July 12, 1924. One of his duties was to pour benzol on a hot vat where it was boiled down so that the residue could be examined. Day after day he breathed the not unpleasant fumes from the vat.

One morning about a year later Smythe cut his face while shaving and noticed that the blood flowed for hours in copious quantities from the tiny wound. His teeth also began to bleed when he brushed them and when the flow failed to stop after several days he consulted a doctor. The diagnosis was that the benzol fumes had broken down the walls of his blood vessels.

After eighteen months in bed, during which he slept only under the effect of opiates, Smythe’s spleen and tonsils were removed. Meanwhile the periodic blood transfusions were resorted to in an effort to keep his blood supply near normal.

In all more than thirty-six pints of blood were infused through his arms until when the veins had been destroyed it was necessary to cut into his body to open other veins. During the whole time up to eight hours before his death, the complaint recited, he was conscious and in pain.