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...trade patter for out of print). They saw nothing funny about it. "It is," said Ben nett Cerf, publisher of Random House's $3.50 edition of Donne, "a distressing story." Almost as distressed was the Ox ford University Press, which publishes two editions of Donne's poetry, an edition of his prose...
...until after he joined the Navy in 1917 did Benny realize that his forte was ingratiating patter. Then, while appearing in a revue designed to step up recruiting and make money for the Navy, he cut loose with a couple of gags, got such a hand that he resolved to become a monologuist. During his hitch in the Navy, Benny went under his real name, Benjamin Kubelsky. After the war he changed to Ben K. Benny, adopted his present name when people began to confuse Ben K. Benny with a fiddler named Ben Bernie. During the '20s Benny went...
Born John Florence Sullivan in Cambridge, Mass. 46 years ago, Allen during his early career was known as Paul Huckle. Progressing onward and upward in vaudeville, he did a turn as Fred St. James and Freddie James before he finally became Fred Allen. As he went along he added patter to his act, acquired a facility for playing the banjo and clarinet. Sometimes he even broke into song. He did his stuff all over the U. S., spent the 1915-16 season touring Australia. He was fond of old vaudeville standbys, worked up laughs when his audience was cold...
Maxon learned the tricks of direct-mail copy with a small Detroit advertising agency before he started his own. His unaffected down-to-earth approach charmed manufacturers accustomed to the polished patter of big-city admen. When an exasperated Pittsburgh Plate Glass executive asked him what he would do first if he got the account, Maxon replied: "First thing I'd do would be to thank you profusely. Then I'd rush outside, throw my hat in the air and yell. Beyond that I haven't any idea...
...storm of death which Adolf Hitler promised Great Britain so increased in violence last week that its full blast was expected hourly. From a tentative nocturnal patter, the rain of German air bombs swelled to widespread showers by day, then to fierce successive cloudbursts at all hours, delivered not only by lofty level-flight bombers but by scores of Stukas which dived shrieking to demoralize men on the ground, machine-gunning people and cattle indiscriminately. Iron censorship and brave British disdain concealed the true extent of damages and loss of life, but both rose inevitably as the official daily tallies...