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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Dollfuss. What is left of Austria is four-fifths pure scenery, a great patch of jagged mountains, pine forests and narrow little valleys. Along the southern bank of the Danube and sweeping round Vienna is a narrow crescent of good farm land that is supposed to feed a city of 2,000,000 souls. Almost in the centre of this arable crescent, in the village of Texing, province of Lower Austria, Engelbert Dollfuss was born Oct. 4, 1892. There his black-shawled old mother and his stepfather still live. Who his father was foreign correspondents have been unable to prove...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: AUSTRIA: Eve of Renewal | 9/25/1933 | See Source »

...woods, is a large grey & black gamebird with red-rimmed eyes, now rare but found intermittently from Siberia to the Pyrenees. In the spring the male amazes observers and the female by standing on the tips of trees making extraordinary sounds and gestures. In winter it feeds exclusively on pine needles, tastes of turpentine. The short, iridescent, curling tail feathers, highly prized for Tyrolean hat ornaments, though called capercailzie plumes, actually come from its smaller cousin the blackcock...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: AUSTRIA: Eve of Renewal | 9/25/1933 | See Source »

Last week as Mr. Roberts, aged 54, strode out of No. 70 Pine Street, Manhattan, a middle-aged woman pointed at him. Her two male companions accosted him, showed badges, marched him off to Old Slip police station, a tiny building, modeled after a Florentine palazzo, that stands among dingy tea and spice warehouses down on the East River...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Business: Y in Jail? | 9/11/1933 | See Source »

...kissed her with utter tenderness, as they lay on dry pine needles. Her hair was wet from the rain and she was cold. Suddenly before his closed eyes the vision swept of the peace of perfect sunlight as it plays symphonically among dancing green leaves in a forest at noon, and the sweetest singing of many brooks was in his ears, as he said: "Girl, will you marry...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Student Vagabond | 8/8/1933 | See Source »

...Chicago Record-Herald, his job was "to keep in touch with all the members of one state delegation in Congress, and I achieved an intimate and disillusioning knowledge of these gentlemen and their affairs." After eight years as editor of the F. J. Haskin newspaper syndicate, Fergusson began to pine...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Borderland | 7/24/1933 | See Source »

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