Word: rolltop
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...never learned the difference between a big fact and a little one; his head and his dim little office in the National Press Building were overstuffed with trivia. (His "A" file was crowded with items like "a in Thomas a Becket," and "Addison Sims of Seattle.") His cluttered, rolltop desk was buried under facts, but barren of news. He had a scholar's knowledge of Shakespeare, history and cats. Once he went to Europe just to track down elusive points like the exact height of Mary, Queen of Scots (it eluded...
...when white-haired, supercharged Allen L. Grammer moved in as president. He had spent more than 20 years as a kind of efficiency expert for Curtis Publishing Co., and made a small fortune inventing new printing processes. He found Street & Smith possessors of a building full of dusty rolltop desks, and coasting on its dusty laurels. He moved the offices into a skyscraper, and fixed up the foyer like a cocktail lounge. Then he went to work dusting off the laurels...
...French service, chamber music at lunch, tea dances, swing bands at dinner, concerts, movies, Cokes, local gin and beer. Signs grinned: '"No Saluting." For nothing or for a few francs, they could hire bicycles, sunbathe, play at the Lawn Tennis Club, take American Express tours in the big rolltop busses. There were canoes, pedallo boats and sloops with which to negotiate the blue Mediterranean. Most incredible of all: if any of them got taken drunk, gentle MPs put them gently...
...country's most sapient reporters, with a special knack for observations which others have felt but never quite got down in Will White's bumblebee prose. Fortnight ago Editor White, back home from a trip to Washington and New York, stuck his stubby legs under his rolltop desk in the Emporia Gazette office and dictated three editorials. Once again, Editor White came up with much that was simple, clear and knowing...
...basketball middle, baggy, tweedy clothes, shoulders slightly hunched from the desk years, a cherubic, apple face and a toothy mouth out of which he talks enthusiastically sidewise-Will White had strolled into his office at 8:30 that morning, as always. From the chaos on his ancient rolltop desk he had picked, with deftness born of experience, the morning's mail, had summoned Mrs. Minnie Yearout, his longtime secretary, and dictated letters...