Word: newspaperwoman
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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ICCASP had proved its ability to pull crowds into huge New York and Los Angeles rallies, to lure money-heavy political angels into glittering banquet rooms. A bright, diminutive 35-year-old ex-newspaperwoman named Hannah Dorner, who affectionately calls ICCASP members "glamor pusses," handled most of its promotion stunts with a hardheaded competency in Manhattan's Astor Hotel, overlooking Broadway. Nevertheless, the committee could still be expected to cut didoes...
...name she took became the most famous byline of any newspaperwoman's. Last week, when "Dorothy Dix" turned 50, her creator was a lively 75. Both were still going strong, Miss Dix as an oracle in 216 papers, Mrs. Gilmer as a grande dame of New Orleans with an annual income of more than $75,000. Her column held a record for longevity, beating out the Katzenjammer Kids by a year and Beatrice Fairfax...
...Mother Russia, who always knows best, want them back? Many of the reclaimed believed that they would be resettled in Manchuria, where the Commissars now had a stake as big as that of the Tsars. Explained a Soviet newspaperwoman in Shanghai: "Manchuria is the dreamland for every Russian who has been there. The climate is good. There is work-where the railways are there will always be work, hospitals and universities. I think many will go to Manchuria. That would go very well with our Sino-Russian cultural relations, don't you think...
...none tops the hard-bitten G.I. editor of the Mid-pacifican, who wrote, on Dec. 2, 1944: "Shelley Smith Mydans, the Pacific's first gorgeous war correspondent, is here. . . . (She) cannot be summed up in a sentence, but a sentence can report that she's an able newspaperwoman who has been more places than a globetrotter, has had more adventures than a soldier of fortune, knows more about the Japs than most military commanders, and, at 29, is better to look at than 75% of the movie stars...
...great vaudevillians and conceivably the greatest master of ceremonies of his day, Fay shows not a trace of breeziness, brassiness or smut. His manner is almost prim, his delivery slow, his material largely pointless. For one drawled gag like "Had a date with a newspaperwoman the other night-yes, she keeps a stand," there are a dozen droll nothings that are triumphs of timing and intonation...