Word: lumberjacking
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Villain of the piece is Jante, the small town in Denmark where Espen grew up, and from whose iron influence on his poverty-ridden, unhappy childhood he never fully recovered. Even when he left home, shipped as a sailor to the U. S., worked as a lumberjack in Canada, married and settled in Norway, he found Jante everywhere, its belittling, ugly standards the almost universal law of life. Because he hated and feared Jante, suddenly saw the bully who took his girl as the personification of all Jante stood for, Espen killed him and felt little remorse...
...collected lumberjack stories, lived with State troopers, made friends with a professional rattlesnake hunter and caught a rattlesnake himself, interviewed two surviving Shakers in Mount Lebanon, lived in the famed Oneida Community, went to a cockfight near Syracuse, always tried to find, in the local customs, turns of speech, characteristics, meaningful survivals from the richly spiritual past. Even readers who feel that Author Carmer has mistaken the pulsebeat of his own psychic interests for distant drumbeats are likely to be impressed by this sympathetic account of oddments in his native State...
...Haselwood, 44. started out as a Northwest farmer and lumberjack, bought a Ford in 1916, put it in tip-top shape, ran a one-man, one-car busline. After two years he sold out, drove for a half-dozen bus companies. Since 1929 he has driven for Omaha's Interstate Transit Lines, now makes the 21g-mile run between North Platte. Neb. and Cheyenne. Wyo.. one way or the other, six days a week. When passing an oncoming car he sights the road edge over his radiator cap. gets his right-hand tires on the brink...
This was all very well, containing as it did the most magnificent understatement ever uttered by His Majesty, but the Empire broadcast also included greetings to King George from a dairy farmer in New Zealand, a lumberjack in the Canadian woods, an Army pensioner in London, a tea merchant on his Indian plantation, et al. Sandwiched in were what the announcer called "an eyewitness description of surf bathing at Bondi Beach" in Australia and "the voices of children romping in the botanical gardens at Melbourne...
...TIME, April 27). Well above the average of detective story fiction, The Broadcast Murders reads as if its author was an old hand at the game, though it is his first attempt. But Fred Smith is an old hand at another game: radio. Having served his apprenticeship as a lumberjack in California, a schoolteacher in Indiana, a sailor on the north Atlantic, a government employe in Spain, an importer in Brussels, he became director of WLW, Cincinnati, in 1922; next year wrote and produced the first radio drama. With TIME since 1928 as manager of its radio department, he achieved...