Hall of Flame. In Brattleboro, Vt., loose matches in a fireman's pocket set his pants afire while he was attending a meeting of fire fighters. In Madisonville, Tex., the fire department finally found a way to get rid of crowds that interfered with their work. At every alarm the assistant chief drove a spare truck in the wrong direction, led all the fire buffs astray.
Defeat. In Portland, Ore., a lost and befuddled gunman held up the night watchman of a store, commanded: "Show me the way out of this place," departed without taking...
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