Word: reade
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...have just read your biased account of political events under the head of The Presidency, in TIME, July 31, and I want you to know how your account of the defeat of the Neutrality Bill appears to one who has got more respect for honor than he has for conniving, self-aggrandizing politicians...
Britain's Magna Charta gave the power and prerogatives to the barons, who have held them ever since-the backdoor of the peerage-cum-charmed political circle always being carefully left wide open to "commoners" who have the dough and can read without moving their lips, also, for safety's sake, to an occasional pale pink radical with an orthodox Imperial slant to his ideas. The country's masses, politically ignorant and acquiescent because they are continually mesmerized by a puppet press masquerading as democratic, have yet to realize that they are on the outside looking...
Hyde Park. Blurb of the week was written by Columnist Eleanor Roosevelt in her syndicated column, My Day. Blurbled she: "I read a book last night until 2:30 a. m. That doesn't happen very often to me. . . ." Sleep-murdering novel: Again the River (still in galley proofs), a story of floods and the people who fight them or get drowned in them. Author: Stella E. Morgan, a West Virginia housewife. Again the River is her first novel...
Gimlet-eyed, grandmotherly, soft-drawling Dorothy Dix (Mrs. Elizabeth Meriwether Gilmer) is a Southern gentlewoman who as a child liked to ride, hunt, shoot and play with the pickaninnies. A half-demented old family retainer taught her to read: by twelve she knew Shakespeare, Scott and Dickens "by heart," had "toyed with" the historical writings of Josephus, Motley, Gibbon. She read "no mushy children's books." Forty-two years ago she began writing a column of advice to the lovelorn which was not perceptibly influenced by any of the writers who had formed her girlish mind...
Last week Dorothy Dix published her second volume of distilled love-lore for the pathetic public that sends her more than 500 letters daily. Wives with husband trouble will read that they must be patient. Husbands in woman scrapes will read that they must not cheat. But fluttery, did-I-do-wrong girls will be happy to learn Author Dix's basic philosophy, that Balzac long ago stated more picturesquely: "No matter how black the pot may be, it can always find a lid." A young girl's fancies, suggests Author Dix, should be pretty well taken...