Biting Comment. In Indianapolis, Ho tel Clerk Dewey F. Campbell filed a suit for $50,000 against Roger Ferguson and the Socony-Vacuum Oil Co., charged that Ferguson, an agent of the oil com pany, on being informed that there were no rooms available, had bitten the end of Dewey Campbell’s nose.
Nom de Guerre. In Brooklyn, Selective Service Local Board 156 was chided for giving only the initial of Lieuieuss-zzuieusszesszes Hurrizzisstizzi’s middle name : Willikiminzzissleizzii.
One in a Thousand. In Rochester, N.Y., Mrs. Rachael Whitehead’s purse containing $3,003 in cash was snatched. A detective found the bag later. Its contents: $3,000.
Spoils of War. In Los Angeles, the sheriff arrested a twelve-year-old boy for stealing a Garand rifle, cartridge belt, gas mask, helmet, motorcycle first-aid kit, field bag, a pair of binoculars, four bayo nets and scabbards, several pairs of trousers and several shirts from an Army camp. Said the boy: “I wanted to have some souvenirs to give to my grand children.” Tyger, Tyger. In Los Angeles, Leo Winter was fined $500 for misapplication of ration points in spite of his explanation that he and his wife and his cat had eaten 495 Ib. of meat between November 5 and December 22.
War Risk. In Los Angeles, a 16-ton Army tank tangled with a civilian sedan.
Damage to the car: $800. Damage to the tank: $2.
About Enough. A Grand Island, Neb. sailor wrote home from overseas: “We asked the censor and he said it was all right to tell you that we are at (deleted by censor). That is about all I can tell you, though.” Dodger. On Kwajalein Atoll, marines prepared to dynamite a stubborn dugout when a Jap ran out yelling, “Don’t shoot! I’ve got a brother in Brooklyn.”
Gone to Earth. In Los Angeles, Mrs. Jeniel Reesse gossiped over her back fence with three neighbors, suddenly dis appeared. Firemen came and extricated her from a forgotten excavation twelve feet deep. Mrs. Reesse’s weight: 325 lb.
Could Be. In London, Stanley Gals worthy, twice before convicted of peeping, was found unconscious beside an over turned stool under a bedroom window. He spent three days in a hospital, then e plained to a police magistrate: “I never took my nerve medicine that day. I must have got excited.”
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