Word: titterton
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Last Good Friday morning one John Fiorenza, 24-year-old upholsterer's assistant, went to the apartment of Lewis H. Titterton in Manhattan's quiet Beekman Place. Mr. Titterton had gone to his work as continuity editor at National Broadcasting Co., but his wife was at home, alone. At the door Fiorenza said he had called to get further instructions about repairing a couch, was admitted. Fiorenza then over-powered & raped Mrs. Titterton, knotted a rope of clothing around her neck, left her to strangle in the bathtub...
Eleven days later New York's police methodically traced a piece of twine found near Mrs. Titterton's body to the shop where Fiorenza worked. A thrice-convicted thief, Fiorenza had been late for work Good Friday morning, could establish no alibi. When he was indicted for murder, all New York papers except one dropped the Titterton case off the front page...
...large grey smudge was included in an unsigned review of From 'Prentice to Patron, a biography of Isaiah Thomas, early U. S. printer. The undecipherable line was in a review by Lewis H. Titterton of With Napoleon in Russia, the newly-discovered memoirs of Napoleon's aide, General Armand de Caulaincourt* (TIME, Dec. 2). The line was at the end of a quotation from Napoleon which de Caulaincourt had offered as proof of the Emperor's unscrupulousness in winning allies...
Explanation: an unrevealed number of copies of the Book Review had been printed when Someone Higher Up saw what sample of Printer Thomas' work had been chosen to illustrate the review of his biography; what quotation Critic Titterton, who is literary adviser for prim National Broadcasting Co., had picked to reveal Napoleon's character. Choosing swiftly between typography and taste, the Higher Up ordered the presses stopped at once. All copies of the Book Review already printed were destroyed. Since it was too late for costly re-plating, printers were ordered to scratch out the offending line...