Word: died
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...proving that drug-addicted mothers produce drug-addicted babies, was reported last week by Dr. Meyer A. Perlstein of Chicago in the American Medical Association Journal. Said the doctor: "Separation from the maternal circulation shuts off the supply of drug to the newborn. . . ." If not treated, the baby may die of convulsions within a.week. Dr. Perlstein used a standard treatment for drug addiction-sedatives. Tapered off the phenobarbital after eight weeks, his baby patient emerged safely from its morphine...
...Aberdeen, Miss, last week, a Negro, exonerated by proper process of law, was seized by a lynch mob of white men, shot twice and left to die. In Baltimore, a synagogue was desecrated. A public opinion poll showed that one-third of the nation thinks Jews have too much economic power; one out of seven believes that Catholics have too much political power...
...such fickleness was scorned by Chen Chih-fong. He was disgruntled, but he staunchly said: "We must struggle within the party ranks. When we are alive we must live as Kuomintang men. When we die we must be Kuomintang ghosts...
...hall and the Rome Opera House Orchestra to play in it. The orchestra management, touched by Abbati's earnestness, even knocked down the price. Included in his program: Beethoven's Fifth Symphony, Rossini's L'ltaliana in Algeri, the overture to Wagner's Die Meistersinger. Said he: "I closed my eyes and there was my orchestra, the same one as at home. The music just flowed. Then I opened my eyes and saw a real orchestra before me. They played so well. The critics were so kind...
Except for one poem, the verse is neither excellent nor bad, though below that of recent issues. The exception, "Song of a Young Girl," by Alan H. Friedman, is a quite detestable piece of banality. between lines like "I want to die" and "Mother will want carrots" repeated each three or four times with slight variations, comes "slashed wrists under the bedcovers." This bit of unexplained neuroticism is not worthy of the generally mature Advocate, and can hardly be considered seriously as a poem...