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...slowly shuffling back to life and growth. Directly under the spot where the bomb had burst eleven months ago, a small vegetable garden flourished. The people were clearing paths through the desert of debris (it would take years to remove all) and building temporary camps of wood and rusty tin. In an effort to hide the naked desolation, the city administration issued free seedlings of wildflowers. The Reconstruction Deliberation Committee, with Rotarian zeal, dreamed of making a tourist center of Hiroshima with parks, broad avenues and a memorial hall to world amity. Chief booster was the city's assistant...
...Moon & Sun. The Japanese, who seized Formosa after their first war on China 50 years ago, ruthlessly exploited its land and people. Formosa made Japan the world's fourth sugar-producer; it yielded enough rice to feed all the Mikado's armies as well as coal and tin, gold, silver and copper; teak and camphor (70% of U.S. mothballs) and aromatic Oolong tea. At mountain-ringed Jitsu-Getsu-Tan-Lake of the Moon and Sun-the Japanese built the nucleus of a power system that put Formosa industrially ahead of the Philippines...
...next day, big as life, Kate Smith popped up in the Abner strip. Later she too sang Don't Marry That Girl. Bob Hope, Jack Smith and Fred Waring followed. Within a week, listeners were humming Tin Pan Alley's latest...
...financial and economic dictator of Argentina," crowed Miguel Miranda to a friend last week. As Juan Perón's closest adviser and president of Argentina's newly nationalized Central Bank (TIME, April 8), the portly, fiftyish tin-can manufacturer was feeling his oats. A sweeping governmental decree had just handed him such economic power as few men had held outside Nazi Germany or Fascist Italy...
This week Trenet sang some of his songs in a Gallic English. As translated by Broadway Lyricist Harold (Pins and Needles, Call Me Mister) Rome, J'ai ta Main lost most of ifis charming mystery, sounded like dozens of other Tin Pan Alley banalities...