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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Starting from scratch, Spaeth's Music for Fun (Whittlesley House, $2) tells how to make musical instruments out of bottles, tin cans, old bones and nails. For ambition-maddened readers it even goes a step further, telling how to make up a melody, "How to play the piano in no lessons." Suggester Spaeth even suggests how to make conversation about great composers. Sample conversational bung starters...
...Geneva brings the news that Hitler's troops have invaded Poland. Gloats Der Führer: "While you have been talking, my army has been doing." He turns to Mussolini for help. "Do you suppose," barks Il Duce, "that I am going to ruin my country to make you emperor of the universe?" He turns to the diplomat, taunting him that England will not fight. "Fight? We shall wipe you off the face of the earth!" He turns defiantly to them all: "I shall sweep through Poland like a hurricane." "Do so by all means, Comrade," coos the Commissar...
...presses each year roll some 500 books, innumerable pamphlets and magazine articles on how to bring up children. Press, pulpit and radio also have their say. Result of this ominous babel of contradictory advice is to make many a conscientious modern parent a potential nervous wreck. This week one kindly authority raised a tut-tut. "Parents," said she, "relax...
...when Recession set in, Nancy had collected over $7,000. Then William Edmund Scripps, president of the Detroit News Corporation, decided to take a hand. He pointed out that with $1,000 a month in donations it would still take eight more years to raise enough. "Make them be business-like," he told his domestic columnist. Said Nancy: "They won't be businesslike. It's not that kind of a column." Nevertheless, she asked them to stop-and money still came...
...Willie (aged 9 and 7) and Deborah, the Major's child by his first marriage. While Mrs. Whistler glowingly distributed Bible tracts to the Tsar's soldiers, who used them to stuff their boots, Major Whistler saw 30,000 serfs sweating twelve hours a day to make his embankments symmetrical, heard his haughty Russian friends warn against ever giving the serfs a decent meal lest it upset their stomachs. In the evenings the Major solaced himself by playing the flute (he had been "Pipes" at West Point), but never on Mrs. Whistler's Sabbath. Despite Mrs. Whistler...