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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...were now to get LwÓw. German officers ordered their troops out of entrenched positions surrounding the city, and into the same trenches grimly went Red Army soldiers, while the business of shelling LwÓw was taken over by Soviet artillery. In the week's only show of cross-purposes between Berlin and Moscow, Nazi newsorgans claimed that LwÓw actually fell before the besiegers withdrew, but there seemed little doubt that Communist papers were right in reporting that Russians captured LwÓw. On its whole broad drive into Poland, the Red Army reported taking...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: POLISH THEATRE: Divide and Rule | 10/2/1939 | See Source »

...hotels and business houses were left in the possession of their Polish owners and staffs, but in each a Nazi was installed as boss. Many of these new bosses were former members of the German minority in Poland, and last week the passport to quick promotion everywhere was to show a card proving membership for some years in one of the minority parties-despised underdogs a few days ago, now topdogs...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: POLISH THEATRE: Divide and Rule | 10/2/1939 | See Source »

...show business, the barter idea sounded as crackbrained as opening a theatre at the bottom of a well. But farmers, housewives and hillbillies hitched up their wagons, armloaded themselves with victuals, and drove to town. All summer the actors ate hearty, and at summer's end the Barter Theatre showed a profit of $4.30 and two barrels of jelly...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Theatre: Actors and Hams | 10/2/1939 | See Source »

...Chamberlain" himself, darkly muttering a ditty, who stole the show: I'm Watty the warden from Wandsworth With helmet and gas mask complete. . . . When the bombers on high Drop their gas from the sky I'll waggle my rattle until they pass...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Theatre: We Haven't Got the Jitters | 10/2/1939 | See Source »

Five years ago coffee-colored Joe Louis was an obscure Detroit factory hand. He could read slowly, write a little, say "Yas'm." Last week 25-year-old Joe Louis, now able to write a check for $1,000,000, returned to Detroit to show his fellow townsmen how his education had progressed since he became heavyweight champion of the world...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Summa cum Laude | 10/2/1939 | See Source »

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