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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Nanking. Japanese contempt for noncombatant lives and humanitarian institutions, such as hospitals, was the outstanding feature of the bombing raids of the last weekend. Ninety-five Japanese planes made deliberate attempts in two successive raids to raze the 500-bed Central Rockefeller Hospital, although the Japanese claim this was occupied by the military...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Foreign News: My Heart Is Chilled. . . . | 10/11/1937 | See Source »

...corsage of gardenias and the crystal necklace which her constant fiance, a jewelry salesman named James Burns, gave her. Her mother, Mrs. Peter Miley, whose second husband, like her first, is a structural iron worker, had kept a meticulous diary of her daughter's 2,096 days in bed. The doctor in the case, Dr. Eugene Fagan Traut, a closemouthed, popular suburban doctor, counted on being asked to publish a sequel to the clinical record he has kept of the young woman's stupor (TIME, April...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Medicine: End of Patricia Maguire | 10/11/1937 | See Source »

...Stayed in bed until almost eight o'clock, when I decided that if I were to have breakfast and get to class, I had better rise. They say Professor Merriman gets awful mad if you come in even one minute late. His nickname, so one boy said--an upperclassman, I gathered, from his green bag,--is "Friskie." I wonder...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 10/8/1937 | See Source »

...made it clear to the family that just because I had a phone, they needn't think they had to call me every night. Also I rejected the idea of their sending up a bedspread, because I haven't seen one on my roommate's bed, nor on the beds of the fellows across the hall. College men just don't use those things; the family will have to realize that...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 10/8/1937 | See Source »

When I returned from the movies tonight, my roommate squirted a siphon of water all over me. Not only that, the snake had covered my toothbrush with soap, and to finish off the dirty business, had carefully arranged Concord grapes all over my bed, so that when I got in I slipped back and forth and squashed the grapes until I felt like a jelly fish. I think he had been drinking...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 10/8/1937 | See Source »

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