Word: florabel
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...went a long way toward proving himself the first U.S. hoodlum with an uncontrollable gift of gab. Instead of preserving a sullen silence when it developed that the cops had been eavesdropping on him through microphones hidden in his house, Mickey submitted to interviews. To impress Newshen Florabel Muir he even let one of his retainers, a Johnny Stompanata, win a couple of hands of gin rummy. Astounded, Stompanata asked: "Why do you do that?" Said Mickey, airily: "Noblesse oblige!" Stompanata asked for a translation, but was cut off. "How," asked Mickey, "would a peasant like you know them words...
This week the baby's formula was changed. The Mirror's sideways front page (TIME, Oct. 18) was turned right side up. The bad printing, which had also helped make the paper hard to read, was improved. Flamboyant Florabel Muir, Hollywood correspondent for the New York Daily News and writer for Variety, joined the staff of the Mirror as a part-time columnist...
...tried& -trusted clichés came tripping out of typewriters: "gigantic underworld combine"; "imported triggermen"; "multimilliondollar gambling empire"; "mob biggies." Florid Florabel Muir, the New York Daily News's specialist in Hollywood crime, at least tried to be different. She wrote: "Bugsy was cut down amid the overwhelming perfume of blossoming jasmine...
Take It Easy. Her legend is prodigious. Once she went to Agua Caliente with Columnist Louella Parsons and Husband Docky Martin. In the gents' room of a Caliente tavern, Docky became involved with several brawling Mexicans. Miss Parsons, hearing the rumpus, asked Florabel what to do. "Hell," shouted Florabel, "rescue the poor bastard!" Forthwith, she dived into the room, grabbed Docky by the arm and hauled...
Last year Florabel bought control of the wavering Los Angeles City News Service, saw it waver still more when she was unable to staff it with experienced newsgatherers. Last week, tired, ailing, beaten for the first time, she announced she would shut up shop on Armistice Day. Said she: "I was having a talk with my croaker the other day. He says, 'Florabel, your ticker ain't worth a pot in hell-you take it easy.' So I guess I will...