Word: elwyn
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Elwyn Brooks ("Andy") White for eleven years wrote the oxymoronic introductory paragraphs to each New Yorker issue. The tone of these paragraphs, a kind of precocious, off-hand humming, has been imitated but never exactly reproduced by his successors. In 1937 he resigned from The New Yorker, after writing an inimitable farewell whose gamut ranged from a baritone sigh to a neurasthenic squeak. True to his theme (that the town was getting too much for him) he went off to live in the Maine countryside, at North Brooklin. Thence he contributes a monthly page (considerably duller than his New Yorker...
Light versifiers usually do better cataloguing their dislikes than celebrating the small pleasures that come their way. But the light verse of 39-year-old Elwyn Brooks White is gentle; his hates are mild, his enjoyments various and even in a Manhattan summer he can find a number of innocent pleasures-the "noble step" of a Childs hostess, Sunday morning at Bedford and Barrow Streets, wheeling a baby carriage through the park, and the warm days when...
...yield an inch. Beginning with the October issue, its deep orange cover is to be replaced with covers of varying hues. At the same time, it will begin a new department to be known as "One Man's Meat," to be written by a melancholy meat-eater, Elwyn Brooks White, famed among U. S. journalists as E. B. W. of The New Yorker. A year ago, "Andy" White retired as the chief author of The New Yorker's gently philosophical "Notes and Comment," left his Manhattan haunts to investigate the possibilities of a quiet and reflective life...
This "Notes and Comment," like nearly all of its predecessors was written by Elwyn Brooks ("Andy") White, not elderly (38), not eccentric, but melancholy and increasingly troubled about the world. It was his curtain speech in The New Yorker. He was going away on a year's leave-of-absence, maybe a dozen years, to give himself time to think about progress & politics, whether to get out of their jumpy wake or try to catch up with them. He will probably consult with his melancholy colleague, James Grover Thurber, who is now in Europe sending back an occasional piece...
...Supreme Court debate is that articulate Franklin Roosevelt, having alienated a considerable portion of his liberal following, is for almost the first time confronted by a formidably articulate opposition. Among U. S. journalists, no more facile penman exists than The New Yorker's famed E. (for Elwyn) B. (for Brooks) White. Grave, smallish Writer White, whose devotees consider him the nation's ablest humorist, is generally content to muse on minor human foibles. In semi-serious vein he perennially campaigns against arsenic apple spray. He is a friend-but not, as reported by bumbling Alexander Woollcott, the founder...