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...publications reflect the temper of their communities more accurately than the Bawl Street Journal, annual parody of the sedate Wall Street Journal. Put out by the Bond Club of New York in connection with its annual field day, the Bawl Street Journal is edited by John A. Straley, a literate, sardonic Wall Streeter who is now advertising manager for Lord, Abbett & Co., investment dealers. Last week, while the Bond Club was frolicking in Sleepy Hollow, N. Y., more than 10,000 people paid 50? per copy to read the contributions Editor Straley had accepted for his "Stage Money Edition...
...night, has well succeeded in his major task of preserving harmony in the group of high-powered individualists who manufacture General Motors units. A young executive once prefaced a suggestion about improving some item of G. M.'s procedure with an apologetic statement that "I suppose you will bawl me out for this." "Why," soothed Mr. Sloan, "did you ever hear of me bawling anybody out?" Last year Mr. Sloan's pay came...
...Purchasing Agents harkened to inflation warnings, and the American Scrap Exporters Conference learned that only 10% to 15% of the iron & steel junk shipped abroad went indirectly into armaments. The New York Bond Club held its annual shindig at Sleepy Hollow, enlivened as usual by publication of the Bawl Street Journal, expert parody of the Wall Street Journal. Hailed by the National Board of Fire Underwriters as a sure sign of recovery was a sharp drop in the arson rate.* But the most important convention of the week was the 44th annual meeting of the American Iron & Steel Institute...
...autobiographical note in Who's Who in Baseball Jerome Herman Dean names Holdenville, Okla. as his birthplace. But according to J. Roy Stockton in the Saturday Evening Post, Dean gives various birthplaces and birth dates to various interviewers "so their bosses won't bawl 'em out for gettin' the same story...
Everywhere in Berlin citizens, on General Goring's orders, left their doors unlocked. It was fun for Nazi squads to burst in and bawl: "Citizens, your window shows a crack of light! Darkness is the order! See you aren't caught again!" Most fun, however, was attending to the shop of Weber...