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...TIME'S tall (6 ft.), middle-aged (46), ambidextrous male artist used a tired old ½-inch, previously dipped brush to make the unstenciled sun before X-ing it out in the manner correctly described by Reader Harrington. The idea came suddenly, but was deliberately planned before execution. It was drawn to size. Contestant Harrington is the winner. Artzybasheff was the artist...
...Here They Come." By noon, the fire on the Ti seemed to be dying down. At 12:53 more bogeys were reported on the starboard side. "Here they come," some body yelled. As I was watching the burn ing Ticonderoga, at 12:55, the antiaircraft guns on a dozen ships opened up at once. Five Japs fell flaming into the sea, three of them victims of the Ti's own guns, but the sixth, though he was burning in three places, plowed straight into the Ti's smoke pall...
...That was the picture, as Fred Vinson saw it, until V-J day. In the very week that he made his report, there was talk in & out of Washington of settling down to a "soft war," i.e., fighting a slow war of attrition against the Japs instead of press ing in for the kill. That was not Vinson's view. "Now," said he, "the face of America turns westward. . . . The objective has been clearly established by President Truman: 'The primary task facing the nation today is to win the war in Japan -to win it as quickly...
lines on the international routes, where the foreign competition is most apt to be brass-knuckled. Although commercial fly ing across the Atlantic is brand-new to T.W.A. and American, flying the oceans is old stuff. American, for example, is cur rently flying seven round trips a day over the North Atlantic for the Army's Air Transport Command...
Conway, Britain's famed training ship for officers of the merchant fleet. Aboard, he was confronted by a "ruddy, tanned and dirty old hand" who had reached the awe-inspiring age of 1 6. Squirting tobacco juice through his broken teeth and swell ing out "a chest like a rag-bag," the vet eran questioned the newcomer: "Ah, chum; what's your name?" He was told it was John Masefield. "What's your father?" "I haven't got one." "What's your mother, then?" "I haven...