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...looks and talks more like a Detroit auto builder. A three-time visitor to the U.S., he has picked up Yankee ways, pops out press releases that would make a sedate company like Rolls-Royce quiver in embarrassment. Sample: "Mr. Clark Gable has [owned four] Jaguars; Mr. Adam Gimbel has two ... To visit the New York showroom is to court the possibility of rubbing shoulders with many notabilities of rank and fashion...
...pocketful of toys to give friends. He hobnobs with Army brass (at war's end he toured the German toy industry at the request of General Eisenhower), gets a kick out of sending his latest gadgets to such bigwigs as George Marshall, a longtime friend. Says Retailer Bernard Gimbel of Marx: "He has a touch of genius...
Therefore we were heartened by news of the price war in New York being waged by Roland H. Macy and Adam Gimbel, two free enterprisers from way back. We knew that those men were interested in making profits, and that to make profits they would cut prices to the bone to attract customers. And cut prices they...
...push-pull-click-click razors from Mr. Macy. This is no time to weaken free enterprise, perhaps to destroy it altogether. What could we find in its place to hold out to the emergent peoples of the world who seek resolute, dynamic leadership? We congratulate Mr. Macy and Mr. Gimbel on their courageous struggle and we implore the men of Eversharp not to vitiate that institution which has been the mainspring of American liberty, and which, if preserved in its present untarnished form, can be a source of inspiration to a world hungry for inspiration...
...discriminating shoppers, Manhattan's bustling Gimbel Bros, department store this week offered something new, and a new low, in Christmas suggestions. In a seven-column newspaper ad boasting, "No bossy but no bossy has finer manure than Gimbels," the store said: "We think it's a bright-eyed idea to give someone manure for Christmas. Tickle the earth, say we, and she'll laugh a harvest . . . We'll ship a magnificent one-ton batch of Daisy's finest to your door (or to the rear door or the barn) for $19 . . ." The store coyly cautioned...