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...Gloomy Dean, Britain's Very Rev. W. R. Inge, stepped out of retirement to write a cherrily gloomy piece for London's Evening Standard. His theme: the "Passing of the Country House," that spacious, gracious institution as British as the Marble Arch, mutton pie, or Boxing Day. Wrote Dean Inge...
Parachutes and Stockings. Primemover behind this rise that carried the eleven-store Gimbel chain ahead of arch-rival R. H. Macy & Co. as well as Federated Department Stores and May Department Stores, is greying Bernard Feustman Gimbel, 59, robust, genial patriarch of the Gimbel clan. He had a hunch that the war would boom retail sales. So he turned his buyers loose with instructions to order all they could of consumer goods which would be among the first casualties...
...surrender their arms, the fighting mounted to a furious climax. All day, heavy, devastating shelling from British 25-pounders and guerrilla 75-mm. guns crisscrossed between British headquarters at the eastern foot of the Acropolis and the ELAS citadels in the Stadium area, in the park east of the Arch of Hadrian and the Temple of Zeus. Both sides were still trying hard not to damage monuments that had survived 2,000 years of human havoc. As the eighth bloody day ended, ELAS still held the port of Piraeus (the Allied food ships had anchored, for safety, outside the harbor...
...Henry James was the greatest American writer of fiction. Thirty years ago, he could scarcely get his work published. Twenty years ago he was damned as an expatriate whose talent had withered and died because he left his native land. Ten years ago Marxist critics condemned him as the arch apologist of the ruling class. Now some critics are again saying that James is the greatest of modern novelists...
...Saturday Bob Shepherd's big wedding was held at Appleton Chapel. It was a military wedding, with the arch of steel furnished by Ray Kallaus, Warren Sheard, Kenneth Mills, and Dick Sharrock. Best man was Tom B. Robinson, and master of ceremonies Frank Samone at the reception held at the Fox and Hounds Club afterwards. Using Lieutenant Towne's sword on the wedding cake, Mrs. Shepherd served a punch, described by our Harry Magnuson as a hybrid whisky sour and champagne cocktail. Only Tom (T. S.) Smith kept his head after some ten or so toasts. A gala affair. Much...