Word: reports
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...scheduled for the week after Madrid's surrender on March 29. It was then postponed to May 2, later, to May 15. Last week Generalissimo Francisco Franco, in Malaga, dropped a hint that he could not yet consider the war over. About the same time there came a report from Rome that the Madrid march would now take place...
...Tsingtao, North China's biggest and most beautiful port, reported a new Japanese version of the Open Door in China-open for Japanese to enter, for foreigners to get out. Non-Japanese ships, said the report, are now obliged to anchor far out in the harbor; are kept waiting, sometimes for 24 hours, for port papers; are charged exorbitant lighter rates; have to discharge their passengers under conditions which are always unpleasant, sometimes (on stormy days) dangerous. There is always a mysterious shortage of coolies when loading-time comes...
...officer" read a telegram from "the Commander of the Sixth Corps area." It ordered all young men to report their names at once, be prepared for a war draft. As the collegians sat speechless, up jumped one of their number to cry: "You'll be fools to enlist!" From a hundred throats came a roar: "Yellow!" In a trice Cornell's student body was on its feet, shouting, screaming, stamping. In the midst of the uproar the leader of Cornell's swing band leaped on the platform, saxophone in hand, and began to jam. As Cornell...
...warm day last summer a New York World-Telegram rewrite man became slightly silly while reading a weather report, stuck a piece of paper in his typewriter and wrote: "Today is a nice day." This got into the paper, and next thing the Telegram's city room knew, people were calling up to offer congratulations. Since then the World-Telegram has run a gag story on the weather every two or three days, and they have become the big town's richest newspaper chuckle. Sample...
...weather stories is a thin, sharp-featured little man named Harry Allen Smith.* Raised in Huntington, Ind., he quit school after the eighth grade to work as a proofreader on the local paper, rose to write funeral notices, sports, a column. Smith saw the U. S. as an itinerant reporter, worked five years for United Press as a feature writer, landed on the Telegram three years ago. He once began an interview with Cinemactress Simone Simon thus: "Your reporter walked straight up to her, without so much as a hello, and tickled her vigorously." When she failed to squeal Reporter...