Word: post
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...generally believed to be hiding-Murmansk. The pride of the German merchant marine* had been sitting in Russia's only ice-free Arctic port for a full month. The account of her hair-raising northward run from New York, through the British blockade to sanctuary, came from Elbert Post, ship's cook, only Dutchman in her crew. Repatriated, he gave the story of the Bremen's, last voyage to the Amsterdam newspaper, Het Volk...
...veterans that remained, one of the best-paid and most eccentric was Bill Cunningham, temperamental sports artist of the Boston Post. Not syndicated, he filed a tax return last year on an income of $50,000. His salary from the Post was $21,000; the rest he got from magazine articles, lectures, radio broadcasting and assorted chores...
...football game. On Sunday too he writes a full-length feature story about any subject that comes into his head. An average day brings him 70 letters, and all of them get answered anywhere from a week to a couple of months later. In his 17 years with the Post he has never taken a vacation...
...Boston Post wired Bill, asked him to cover a post-season football game between Texas A. & M. and Centre College. The Post wanted 500 words. That day the great Bo McMillin was married, his bride sat wrapped in a blanket on the players' bench with a corsage pinned to her shoulder, and unknown A. & M. licked Centre 18-6. Bill started sending in his story, paused after 1,500 soulful words to ask whether they wanted him to stop. Back came the Post's answer: "Pour it on." So Bill sent another 1,500 words...
About that time Mrs. Cunningham decided that Texas summers were too hot. Bill wrote to the Post, asked for a job at $50 a week (the Dallas News was paying him $55) and got it. But when he opened his first pay envelope in Boston he found $75. "There's been a mistake," Bill told his Sports Editor. "I'm only making $50." Said the Sports Editor: "Keep it, you dumb bastard-that's what you should have asked for in the first place." Bill kept it. He has never had to ask the Post...