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Dates: during 1930-1939
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That article in TIME, June 13, on the Mississippi lawsuit wherein the Negro tenant "got for his lawyer old Percy Bell of Greenville, onetime chancery judge and independent as a hog on ice," is an exceedingly well-told story on an interesting subject...
...week around Torrington, Wyo. Because turkeys dote on grasshoppers, Farmer Thrasher's neighbors gladly waived normal objections to strayed or visiting flocks, begged the honor of his birds' attendance at dinner on the ground. So hearty was the welcome, so vast the offered meal, that Farmer Thrasher got up a rolling roost, trucked his capacious hens and gobblers from ranch to ranch...
...attend three Iowa colleges which he aided financially. Newtonites who on Frederick Louis Maytag's 75th birthday in 1932 were working for The Maytag Co. shared a $153,000 gift from him. After he died last year, 79, rich and full of good .works, some 200 Newtonites got legacies of $1,000 to $50.000. All Maytag employes of three years' standing who missed out on the birthday largesse received...
Texas last week buzzed with a rumor. Franklin Roosevelt having come and gone after conferring a Federal Judgeship on 39-year-old Governor Allred (TIME. July 18), the story was that there had been a political deal: Son Elliott Roosevelt had got his friend Mr. Allred the Judgeship and Mr. Allred would help Elliott get elected to office, perhaps the lieutenant-governorship in 1940. Prompt and explicit in his comment was Son Elliott: "I do not plan to run for any political office now, two years from now or four years hence...
...mornings later, after the mourners had shot off fireworks, got drunk, said how beautiful the dead boy looked, the body had hideously decomposed. A violin and a guitar played mournfully It Ain't Gonna Rain No More as they started in procession. At the cemetery the drunken schoolmaster, pronouncing a funeral oration, fell into the grave. Nobody laughed. A row of buzzards sat on the fence like undertakers. The violin and the guitar played Yes, We Have No Bananas...