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...Irish air long heavy with the smell of dung heaps, peat bogs and the personal reek of an ill-kempt and poverty-ridden citizenry, a new and more awful odor arose. Sulphurous, acrid, "like the smell of foul water in a sewer," it came from the almost-ripened potato plants, lay so thick that in some places it was visible as a whitish cloud above them. Where it appeared, leaves turned first purplish-brown, then black; stems withered, so that they broke at the touch, oozing a pus-colored liquid; the potatoes, when dug, were soggy and black with putrescence...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Irish Air | 10/4/1937 | See Source »

...Americans are now a predominantly meat and potato eating people...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Business & Finance: Caterers' Capers | 8/30/1937 | See Source »

Pumpernickle Bill's car is a familiar sight on Pennsylvania roads. He averages about 30,000 miles a year, taking in Grange meetings, bee inspections, potato demonstrations. He has been writing his friendly column of anecdotes since the death in 1924 of Obediah Crouthamel (real name: Solomon DeLong), to whose column he was a contributor. Pumpernickle Bill's slogan is: "Fergess net, un schreib alsa mohl" (Don't forget to write sometime). A feature of his column is: "Glawwas Odder Net, Ow'r" (Believe It or Not). Sample...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: Pumpernickle Bill | 8/9/1937 | See Source »

...that proved the rule that he would never, so long as Hearst was HEARST, sell or disband a newspaper. But last week all rules were off in the Hearst empire of 26 newspapers, 13 magazines and assorted enterprises. The famed, New York American was dead, dropped like a cold potato. The queen-pin of his domain,* the paper that was called his journalistic "love child," on which he lavished money and affection and talent, was killed after a five-day conference...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: American's End | 7/5/1937 | See Source »

...Victoria Embankment, 40,000 school children in berets of maroon, green and blue swarm into their places. Peter Suffren, 6, with a row of tin medals on his chest and clutching a bottle of milk, a bag of potato chips, says: "I wish I had a princess for a girl...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Foreign News: Great Day in the Morning | 5/24/1937 | See Source »

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