Word: south
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...South Carolina, it is unpardonable for a red-blooded citizen to be neutral on Big Thursday. On that momentous day, by decree of state law and with the State Fair as a backdrop, Clemson College (enrollment 3,200) fights it out on the football field with the University of South Carolina (enrollment 4,000). As usual last week, schools closed down and politicians scurried back from Washington as citizens began working themselves into the mood for the 47th annual battle...
...game 35,000 spectators, the biggest crowd ever to watch a sport event in South Carolina, jammed the stadium. The grimmest man present was big Rex Enright, Carolina's coach. His team had lost every game this season. If he lost on Big Thursday, he and everybody else in South Carolina knew that he'd better begin looking for another job. Before the end of the first quarter, Enright's team was behind, 13-0, and the Clemson stands were calling for their boys to pour...
...South Pacific, Broadway's biggest current moneymaker, was taking in some $7,000 a night last week. But, its producers estimated, ticket scalpers were making $18,000 a night on the same show. Indignantly, Broadway's leading angel, Howard S. Cullman, totted things up: in a year, he figured, South Pacific will take in $3,000,000 while its parasites rake in $8,000,000. The public goes on paying for both...
...Needles. Loewy's business has grown so large that he now has three working partners: A. Baker Barnhart, who has charge of all packaging, product and transportation design; William Snaith, who manages all department-store work; Business Manager John Breen. There are branch offices in Chicago, Los Angeles, South Bend, Ind. and London. All of his designers think so much like him that, says an admiring rival, "If you meet any one of them you meet Loewy...
...forgiven for crooning in the days of his youth, "My soul seemed a stringed instrument upon which the Gods were playing a melody of despair," it is wearying, 40 years later, to hear the same theme strummed on the same wet banjo: "The moan of the wind in the [South Carolina] pine trees was like the distant singing of the colored people, singing their sad song to a heedless...