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were wondering how large a Merry Widow hat could be without becoming too ultra, and newspapers told how a squadron of warships had been ordered to Tangier to bring back an American named Perdicaris who had been kidnapped by Moroccan bandits.
With headlong haste the Dalai Lama fled from Thibet for India; people asked each other if it wasn’t horrible to think of the nine hundred and fifty people, mostly children, who had been burned to death on the General Slocum in the East River of New York harbor.
A man named Wright, with notable courage, went up in an airplane at Kitty Hawk; in the interests of civilization soldiers armed with latest weapons of warfare moved in Somaliland suppressing the natives, leaving many Somali widows to mourn for the suppressed.
Ships’ guns spoke aboard the Potemkin in the Black Sea as sailors went into revolt and bombarded a city. Lifeless bodies floated on the waters as the German gunboat Panther sank the Haitian gunboat Crète-à-Pierrot for violations committed against a German merchantman.
Burning against injustice, the Herreros revolted under German domination in Southwest Africa, and defeated German forces—which wasn’t quite the way for things to turn out from the white man’s point of view; the world seemed to be going to pot in Russia where hundreds were dying of starvation; many statesmen delivered themselves of the profound opinion that world trade was bound to recover soon, and a goodly percentage of the people in the civilized world spent many hours learning a game called roller-skating.
At Westminster a few brave men were investigating the horrors committed on the natives of the Congo Free State, while the world blithely whistled something about Yip-I-addy-I-ay and how Obadiah should swing me just a little bit higher, and decided that this man, George Robey, was “a card”.
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