Word: collector
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...collector of Internal Revenue for Brooklyn, N. Y., Joseph P. Marcelle, told a congressional investigating committee in Washington last week how he goes about filling out his own personal income tax returns...
...Marcelle was the sixth collector of Internal Revenue (out of 64 in the U.S.) to resign or be fired or suspended since a certain spring day in 1948. That was the day when a freshman Republican Senator from Delaware, John James Williams, told the Senate in his whispering voice that he had dedicated himself to routing corruption out of the U.S. tax-collecting service...
Nobody paid much attention at the time, but John Williams knew what he was doing. In 1946 he and his wife filed returns totaling $22,500 with the collector in Wilmington. Through a tip (whose source he still guards), Williams learned that not a cent of the payment had been credited to his account. Right after his election, he started a one-man investigation that unearthed a $30.000 embezzlement and the juggling of 2,000 tax accounts at Wilmington. Williams was even more aroused by another discovery: the Internal Revenue Bureau in Washington had known about the embezzlements for months...
...bureau employees, and he began to receive tips on wrongdoing from all over the U.S. On one tip, he pored over the auditors' reports on the New York tax office, then introduced a resolution in the Senate demanding the removal of James W. Johnson, New York Third District collector, for inefficiency. Last August Johnson resigned...
...confused with other literary Greens: British Novelists Henry Green and F. L. Green. *No kin to Author Elizabeth Bowen, good friend and brilliant colleague of Graham Greene's. Marjorie Bowen's real name: Margaret Gabrielle Long. * The volume is now a rare collector's item, and Graham Greene wishes it were even rarer. Sample: . . . Your eyes can bring me no such lovely joy As sudden sparks of beauty in a verse . . . And yet, your hair dusks with its strands the page, Until I'd leave the book to kiss your hair. Yet even...