Word: ente
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...achievement is employee-ownership. The death of iute Nieman, who owned 55% of Journal stock, and that of his wife four months later, rocked the Journal. Mrs. Nieman's estate 1) set up a $1,400,000 fund for Nieman Fellowhips, which, for the past 16 years, has ent 193 newsmen to Harvard for a year's tudy; 2) gave the rest of her interest in he paper to Harvard to dispose of to the ;roup "most likely to carry out the ideals" of the Journal. Grant persuaded Harvard hat the employees. should get the Niemans' stock...
From New Delhi, TIME Correspond ent Joe David Brown recently wrote me about his experiences covering the news of India. "One time I should look back on. I suppose," wrote Brown, "is the week I spent in the wilds of Bihar while doing the research for the cover story on Vinoba Bhave [TIME, May 11];. Much of the time was spent trekking through the tiger-and the elephant-infested jungles. Since Bhave and his followers are strict practition ers of ahimsa (nonviolence), and are not even supposed to resist a man-eat ing tiger or a rogue elephant, each...
...prejudices which may in varying measure predetermine their opinions on the news." They listed a catalogue of typical convictions: "1. A belief that the world is round and an admiration of the statesman's 'view of all the world.' "2. A general distrust of the pres ent tendency toward increasing inter ference by the government...
...Asia this week you will find a first-rate, first-hand report from Formosa by John Osborne, Senior TIME-LIFE Correspondent in the Far East. Osborne, who was in the Philippines when the Korean war began, is a veteran journalist and war correspond ent of some 20 years' experience. Before returning to work in the U.S. in 1948, he was head of TIME Inc.'s London bureau...
...Western visitor finds relief in leaving Belgrade. The Ori ent Express, which had come from Stamboul and Sofia, crawled across the snowy Voivodina plain. In my first-class wagon-lit compartment, the washbasin was dirty. There was neither soap nor towel. The bed pillows were grubby. The Serbian Pullman attendant grabbed my passport and exit permit and as good as told me that was all he had to do - from there on it was a mat ter of indifference to him whether I starved, sang or jumped out of the window. In fact, I munched salami between gross layers...