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...issue, one Victor and one Brunswick, now a Decca subsidiary. The Brunswick has the edge in quality, and the advantage of having many sides unavailable for more than ten years. "Birmingham Breakdown" is remarkable for being the only Ellington with a Dixieland breakdown ending, and "Wall Street Wail" has always been one of my favorites...
...regard to the article "The Army's Stomach" [TIME, Feb. 15] I would like to say a few words. According to the recent survey hots dogs are the soldiers' favorite meat. This, gentlemen, is absolutely "bunk." . . . Every time we have hot dogs the soldiers wail and groan. . . . The only reason we eat hot dogs is because they're served to us so often...
Stand By tells the adventures of a patched-up 26-year-old four-stacker in the Pacific. The story is given a piquant twist by the fact that the destroyer goes into its big battle with a maternity ward below decks-survivors of a torpedoed ship. While infants wail and the ship's carpenter does his best to midwife a new baby, the destroyer drives in on a Jap battleship and, with a display of fireworks which alone is worth the price of admission, sinks...
Warden Edward H. Stubblefield, a political appointee who happened to be away from the prison the day of the break, could only wail that war jobs had lured away most of his seasoned guards. Said he: ". . . the great majority of the guards are green. . . . Last month 65 new guards were put to work. . . . The State pays guards here $109 a month for three months. After that they get $118 and $136." Only 75 guards were on duty, he said, guarding Stateville's 3,256 inmates, when the Touhyites fled. At week's end Illinois' Governor Dwight...
...murderers of some 490 Minnesota men, women and children. Impassively the Indians listened to the prison chaplain, who "tried to infuse them with courage to hold out bravely and show no sign of fear. While Father Ravoux was speaking to them old Tazoo broke out in a death wail in which one after another joined until the prison room was filled with a wild, unearthly plaint which was neither of despair nor grief but rather a paroxysm of savage passion, most impressive to witness and startling to hear. During the lulls in their death-song they would resume their pipes...