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...since gone; clean-cut Bodoni dressed the pages. Up front the hors d'oeuvres included a chatty letters column, with a grateful note from Reader Robert A. Taft, a bitter bleat from a customer who said the magazine stank. (Right, said the editor; it was that new black ink. Printed fine, smelled bad. The Post wouldn't offend again...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: Shiny New Post | 5/26/1947 | See Source »

...work." Usually he studies again whatever matters the Cardinals have submitted to him in the morning's Udienze di Tabella, then prepares any speeches he may have to make. He jots down pencil notes which he later expands on the typewriter. When he is forced to use ink (he dislikes fountain pens), he uses a very fine...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Religion: The Pope's Day | 5/5/1947 | See Source »

...statesman, fell into imperial disfavor, was made drunk and entombed under a bank of snow. Tu Fu admired his own admirable verse so much that he recommended it for malarial fever. Fang Shu Shao, knowing his time had come, got into his coffin and wrote: "My pen and ink shall go with me inside my funeral hearse, so that if I've leisure 'over there' I may soothe myself with verse...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Foreign News: A REPORTER AMONG THE POETS | 4/28/1947 | See Source »

...seemed by catching a forger his first day on the new job. When his mother remarried, he moved into a house with twelve other young fellows, picked up the nickname "Pat." He never had much time for fun, but he distinguished himself one day by pouring a bottle of ink into the tub as one of his fellow roomers was taking a bath in preparation for his wedding. Toward the end of World War I, Pat enlisted. The war ended before he got to camp, so he went back to Wells Fargo. When Vera Anita Witt, a pretty, bright-eyed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: AVIATION: Raven Among Nightingales | 4/21/1947 | See Source »

Button, Button. In Spokane, Frank Bunker received from WAA 60,000 yards of thread, 50,000 shirt buttons, a barrel of laundry ink thinner, wondered what puzzled laundry was opening up the pipe, rivets and steel he thought he had ordered...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miscellany, Mar. 24, 1947 | 3/24/1947 | See Source »

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