Word: paragrapher
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...does not include some of those you name, and if any of its members gave birth to chapters in the Merry-Go-Round they retired into a corner to do it. I can stand being labeled a Georgetownite (though I live in the Free State), but the last paragraph of the review, wherein it is said that Ross, Anderson and others of the "Georgetown Group" singled themselves out for encomiums, strikes me as a pretty dirty and unwarranted crack...
However, the paragraph is far-fetched per se. For, first, every Southern white man does not carry in the back of his head any mortal fear that his wife or daughter will be raped or killed or both by some black man. crazy or otherwise. Many of him has a forbidding superiority complex; just as every Southern black man does not have mortal fear of some day being lynched, easy recourse of many Southern whites to it to penalize black men even for misdemeanors notwithstanding. And. last, white men's vigilance over their women folk is far more practical...
...issue of July 13 has a paragraph on "Heroes-1881 Man." One sentence regarding President Garfield's journey is historically incorrect. He was leaving Washington for Gallon, Ohio, where he was to be the speaker the following day, at a "Soldiers and Sailors Reunion." I was a 16-year-old girl, assisting my mother to prepare for guests for the following day. Governor Foster ("Calico Charlie") was to be one of my father's guests. The impression is indelible of my father coming from his office, and as I put it, "staggering down the hall," with the news...
...your July 27 issue of TIME, I came across an interesting paragraph in the "Miscellany" column. It dealt with a small child addressing a plea for money on a letter, to God, City of Detroit. Obviously this letter was opened-but what I would like to know is, Who opened it? A very presumptuous person, if a clergyman. But as a matter of curiosity, would you please clear this...
...carries no gnawing fox in her devoted bosom. Her simple, colloquial language obeys the canon of good prose (she rereads Pilgrim's Progress annually), and in that is unremarkable. But she has an individual quality, positive attributes which hide their light under a phrase or even a paragraph, but which shine through her pages like moonlight under water. When she was much younger (she is 54) she used to read Henry James and try to write "beautifully"; experience has rescued her writing from self-consciousness and quotation marks...