Word: mild
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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They are two mild Cleveland youths named Jerry Siegel, who writes the continuity, and Joe Shuster, who draws the pictures. Shuster went to the Cleveland School of Art and Siegel just went to high school. Last year they started something called the American Authors'* League to help ambitious and unknown authors, decided to begin by helping themselves, and concentrated on comic strips. Superman, the only one they have sold, first turned up in Action Comics, a monthly, was taken up by the McClure Newspaper Syndicate last January. It now appears in New York City, Philadelphia, Los Angeles, Milwaukee...
...when George E. Browne began to rise in the world, Al Capone had been two years in prison and uncaught gangsters were turning from liquor to labor rackets. Mild, mannerly Mr. Browne (no gangster) was a labor careerist who had just been elected president of A. F. of L.'s union for theatre no-collar-men: the International Alliance of Theatrical Stage Employes. His assistant and bodyguard was one William Bioff, whose record in Chicago included numerous arrests, one conviction for pandering, two efforts to muscle in on Chicago unions, several published references to him as a minor South...
...pleased with last week's account of Capitol doings? Pleased is too mild a word. I was foaming over with delight; at the victory for the Republocrats, but even more so by your absorbing, fun-provoking story of the fracas. How did we ever manage before TIME arrived on the scene...
...that time), histrionic U.S. Red Writer Agnes Smedley (China Fights Back), who thought they might be fascist plotters because they talked with von Falkenhausen. Madame Chiang Kaishek, with whom the poets took tea, was "for all her artificiality a great heroic figure," but the Generalissimo was "bald" and "mild-looking." We laughed as we pictured Chiang, Madame and Donald [Chiang's Australian adviser] flying frantically about the country by aeroplane . . . clearing out the drains in one city, buttoning up the coats in another, starting a trachoma clinic in a third...
Thanks to ample supplies of Cooper's Oxford Marmalade, Lux and Epsom Salts he spent a pleasant six months going reasonably native at Bangangté, where leisurely, mild-mannered King N'jiké II gave up his own house to the visitor and retired with his 80-odd wives to the other end of the village. Author Egerton interviewed fortunetellers and sorcerers, attended dances, investigated charms, drank palm wine (it tasted like flat ginger ale), picked up stray bits of local lore. Sample: as fee, a Bangangté midwife is given the bananas on the tree where...