Liner Threatened By Blaze In Hold
S. S. Byron, With 397 Passengers Aboard, Reaches New York Harbor.
NEW YORK, October 5.-The liner Byron of the National Greek Line, with 397 passengers aboard, reached port today with a menacing fire in her after hold, which spread after it was believed under control.
Two city fire boats were ordered to her side at the quarantine station and pumped tons of water into the burning cargo.
Persian Officials Held In Plot On Shah
Fire Quenched By Wine
Plan To Start On Biplane Flight Over Atlantic Thursday
Mineola, N. Y., Sept. 12 — (AP) — Three days of intensive work were begun today on the Sikorsky biplane, the S-35, in which Captain Rene Fonck hopes to fly to Paris, so that the plane will be ready to hop off by Thursday. No date has been set for the start of the flight, this being contingent on meteorological conditions.
Mussolini Warns All Nations Plots On Life Must End
Premier’s Speech, After Futile Bomb Attack, Plainly Aimed at France.
100.000 CHEER DEMAND FOES ABROAD BE CURBED
Message Sent to Americans Contains Assurance No Peril Will Change His Course.
ROME. September 11.—”Tell the Americans and the Italians of America that neither pistols, bombs nor other Instruments of death can make me desist from my course.” Premier Mussolini declared tonight to the Associated Press correspondent, whom he received in his private office in Chigi Palace.
Steamer Speeding To Azores With Supplies
Horta, In Azores, Wrecked By Quake
Many Houses on Fayal in Ruins—Cable Line Junction Is Injured.
LISBON, Portugal. August 31.—A violent earthquake which shook the Island of Fayal in the Azores today reduced part of the town of Horta to ruins. There were some deaths, dispatches say, and many were injured. Details are lacking.
At Zanzibar
Valentino’s Native Village in Mourning, But Elders Hold His Example Was Bad
CASTELLANETA. Province of Turanto, Italy, August 25.—This village, where Rudolph Valentino was born 31 years ago, today is in mourning.
When a newspaper from the neighboring city of Bari arrived in the village about sunset on Monday, it was glanced at by a group of sleepy card players who were sipping beer. Some one saw the bulletin announcing Valentino’s death. The card game was forgotten.
“Nostro Rudolfo morto!” they exclaimed.







