Word: rovers
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...writers and editors of the Digest get their inspiration from something more tangible than Pegasus. Rovers may get $10,000 to $20,000 a year as a salary, plus a minimum of $1,200 for each article published, plus bonuses. Wallace encourages them to travel wherever they fancy, at the Digest's expense. When Roving Editor Lois Mattox Miller asked Wallace if she might take a trip to Georgia, he said: "What are you asking me for? You can go anywhere in the world." Now Mrs. Miller seems to feel she is cheating the Digest if she doesn...
...Grande (Argosy; Republic] continues the descent of Director John Ford into his latter-day role as scourge of thd redskin and glorifier of the U.S. Cavalry. The Rover-boy characters, the conflict of love v. duty, the boisterous comic relief, the cavalry charges and screeching Indian raids are all here, set against the well-photographed buttes and plains of what used to be God's country before Ford took it over...
...agents-"Rover boys," the spies called them-and a grand jury began asking questions of Gold. He laughingly reported to Brothman and Miss Moskowitz that he had given the grand jury the impression of being "a small, timid, frightened man, who in some manner was involved on the fringe of espionage and who now was completely aghast at what he was on the brink of." Brothman and Miriam were delighted...
...Kanin's Leo Mack (nicely played by Scott McKay) kicks up a fair amount of routine commotion, but he is miles behind any of a dozen Ring Lardner heels. In fact the whole setup, only substituting sex for ice hockey, recalls Dan Baxter and the brothers Rover. Sex-with almost willful bad taste-is worked for any laugh it can raise, at any level...
Sidney Frame, physiotherapist, hung up, took a moment to jot down the information on a slip of paper and returned to an arthritic patient in the next room. The following afternoon he pulled up his creaking Rover 10 sedan around the corner from Wembley Park underground station and waited. Some 20 minutes later, a man stared into the car and in the same husky voice that the physiotherapist had heard over the phone asked again, "Mr. Frame?" "Yes, indeed," answered Frame cheerily, holding the car door open...