Proud scores, proud hundreds of Bremen burghers trotted down with all their kinfolk to the mammoth docks at Bremerhaven last week to cheer themselves purple in the face. "Hoch der Bremen!" roared stout sires. Dimpling Frauleins echoed, "Hoch der Bremen!" Radio carried the massed cheering to remotest German hamlets. From stern Prussia to mellow Saxony the whole Fatherland throbbed and thrilled as croaking loud speakers announced that any moment now there would sail from Bremerhaven on her maiden voyage the giant S. S. Bremen—a supership built to wrest from Britain the trans-Atlantic...
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