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...steelmen's strategy was clear. With demand pushing up, they felt that the market would soon be strong enough to bear higher prices. There was some difference of opinion as to whether the rise could be sprung this summer or whether it would be better to wait till October. But to a man, the steel executives offered the same justification for a hike: in the past three years, the steelworkers' average wage has jumped 30? an hour without any corresponding steel price rise. "To maintain a reasonable profit margin," said Republic Steel's Thomas F. Patton...
...madly from the knees down. Looking fragile and heart-catching, she flashes a brave smile (she is seldom in danger from the racketeers and certainly is not menaced by the reporters, but her silver dress weighs 40 pounds). Then, in a small, careful voice, she sings My Buddy or Till We Meet Again. Afterward the actors go back to stalking each other. But next season things will be different, and Dorothy's role will be fattened. Before long, if things go right, The Roaring 20s may consist of 50 minutes of Provine and five commercials, with screen credits superimposed...
...with creeping or decumbent stems which root freely at the nodes" sneaked in. How it made the trip is a mystery. Perhaps, many years ago, it stole out of some Portuguese garden into the sea, and, just following its nodes, crept along the ocean floor like a living cable till it reached The Bronx. Not satisfied there, it moved on to plague the rest of the nation. This week Suburbia is again on Green Alert as the warming land sends crab grass busting...
...goes particularly for Madeline Rosten and Anna Kay Moses, the only women, switch about genially from whore to henpecker. Of all the cast they help most to keep the play from dragging. "I'm fast," says Miss Rosten engagingly, as Mae Rose Cottage. "You just wait. I'll sin till I blow up." But a few moments before, she was a garrulous, gossipy Mrs. Organ Morgan, and an almost lyric Rosic Probert ("Remember her./She is forgetting./The Earth which filled her mouth/Is vanishing from her"). And Miss Moses sings Polly Garter's song with all its appropriate plaintiveness...
...reference to her 30-odd lovers, "she did much to repair this gap in her experience." In later life she was also a great lip servant of liberty ("Liberty is the core of everything; without it there would be no life"). The French philosopher Diderot once shook her till her shoulders were black and blue to get her to apply a little enlightenment to her realm. With regal practicality she retorted: "Your medium is paper, and paper is always patient. I, Empress that I am, have to write on the sensitive skins of human beings." She did not add that...