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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...small alcoved room in Doneraile Court, a Miss St. Leger became the only lady Free Mason. The popular story is that she hid in a clock, her family says she happened to fall asleep on a couch; anyhow, whether by design or accident, she overheard what the Free Masons were saying, so they made her one of their number. In her portrait the lady . . . has a dogged, impassible face [see cut]. I support the idea of the clock...
...plight, explained Miss Josephine Roche, onetime coal operator (president of the Rocky Mountain Fuel Co.), is just a sample of the cases in the files of the United Mine Workers' multimillion-dollar Welfare and Retirement Fund. With the 20? paid to the union fund for every ton of coal mined, John L. Lewis and his U.M.W. were fighting a kind of poverty and despair unknown to most of the prosperous U.S. So far, said Fund Director Roche, the money has been barely enough to attack the "backlog of human misery [that] has been rolled up through decades...
Because of his hazardous work, a miner cannot afford the cost of sky-high life insurance. The U.M.W. fund, reported Miss Roche, paid out $5,500,000 since mid-1948 to nearly 32,000 survivors of miners who died or were killed (an average of $174 per beneficiary). Another $64 million went into disability and assistance grants, $30 million for the miners' $100-a-month pension program, and $5,000,000 for health and medical services...
Such negative virtues are not quite enough. Miss Foley's contributors are earnest and well-intentioned, but nothing emerges boldly or sharply from their work. Lacking individuality or even eccentricity, most of the stories settle in the reader's mind like a grey blur. Though young in years, the writers seem old and weary in spirit...
...Sherwood Anderson rebelled against the O. Henry plot formula, when Theodore Dreiser discarded the genteel tradition, and when Ernest Hemingway sharpened and toughened the language. But the trails that were fresh and even perilous a few decades ago are now dusty and routine, and most of the writers in Miss Foley's collection are still stumbling along them...