Word: smith
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Guns. Founder Francis S. Street and Francis S. Smith never dreamed things would turn out that way when they took over the New York Weekly Dispatch in 1855. Editing their magazines and paperbacked books for men only, they bought the humor of Bill Nye and Josh Billings, the Buffalo Bill stories of Ned Buntline (Edward Zane Carroll Judson), the dime novels by Nick Carter (Colonel Frederick Van Rensselaer Dey), 1,000 stories about Frank Merriwell by Burt L. Standish (Gilbert Patten...
Branching out from the field of six-gun and college-gridiron thrillers, Street & Smith also launched such pulps as Top Notch and Ainslee's, made sales boom with the works of the firm's byliners, who included Theodore Dreiser, O. Henry, A. Conan Doyle and Bret Harte. Covers came from such artists as Norman Rockwell, James Montgomery Flagg and Howard Chandler Christy...
...Street & Smith was living in its lurid past-and losing money-when energetic Publisher Allen L. Grammer, a white-haired alumnus of Curtis Publishing Co., took over in 1938. Grammer soon set about converting the outfit from pulps to slicks. In two years he built Mademoiselle to 300,000 circulation, later added the other women's magazines. Today the only traces of a man's world around Street & Smith are Astounding Science Fiction and two slicks, Air Trails Pictorial and Pic Sports Quarterly. Grammer says they are thriving. But in case they should ever weaken, S. & S. would...
Blue-eyed Suzanne, a whirlwind of a woman at 41, finds time to teach a children's class at the Juilliard School of Music and another class for elementary-school teachers at City College. She keeps house for her husband Paul Smith, head of Columbia University's mathematics department (and recorder virtuoso in Suzanne's ensemble). And she raises her two sons. Says Suzanne: "It keeps me normal...
...four, playing their positions carefully and conserving energy, were hoary holdovers from the salad days of U.S. polo. The great Tommy Hitchcock, Jr. was gone (killed in a wartime plane crash in Britain) but one of his contemporaries, 45-year-old Cecil Smith, was in there riding at No. 3. Up front, his back ramrod-stiff as always, rode the old man of the team, Eric Pedley...