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...Cowards & Weaklings." Bill Green, it turned out, was counting his chickens too soon. Four afternoons later, newsmen listened to an angry roar that boomed now & then through the closed doors of Parlor D. John L. Lewis, it seemed, was damned if he'd sign any such affidavit. Any members who would knuckle down to the Taft-Hartley Act, he cried, were "cowards and weaklings...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: LABOR: The Weak Must Fall | 9/22/1947 | See Source »

With a bone-rattling roar, seven low-slung speedboats charged down Long Island's Jamaica Bay to start the first of three 30-mile heats in the International Gold Cup race. Most eyes were on 45-year-old Bandleader Guy Lombardo, the defending champion, half obscured by his helmet and Mae West as he hunched in the cockpit of his 600-h.p., red-gold-&mahogany Tempo VI. More than a famous name and expensive pressagentry made Lombardo the favorite. Other speedboat drivers had to admit that he was "a hot chauffeur" with a well-balanced boat that should have...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Casually Course | 8/18/1947 | See Source »

...amid all the terrors of battle, I was so busily engaged in Harvard Library that I never even heard of the engagement . . . until it was completed." Last week summer students, hunched over tables in the isolated quiet of Harvard's Widener reading room, were equally oblivious to the roar outside the windows. The roar came from bulldozers, hollowing out the foundation for a new and surprisingly modernistic annex (see cut) given by Harvardman Thomas W. Lament, '92. Despite its 4,900,000 books, its 125 miles of stacks and its accommodations for 4,500 readers, the Harvard University...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Education: Buried Treasure | 8/4/1947 | See Source »

Warden W. G. Worthy strode toward the knot of convicts, gun in hand. There was a single report from his .38-cal. revolver, then the roar of four shotguns in the hands of prison guards. Convicts scattered frantically, flopping to the ground, diving under the buildings for cover. One made the barbed-wire-topped fence before a cursing guard, kicking loose a jam in his weapon, blasted him down with a load of buckshot...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: GEORGIA: I'll Come Out Dead | 7/21/1947 | See Source »

...Over the roar that followed the Doctor's speech sounded Mrs. Flickinger's indomitable...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: ORGANIZATIONS: The Crusaders | 7/7/1947 | See Source »

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