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Then came the dawn. Our solitary man rubbed his eyes and stretched lazily. Where the devil was he? The note caught his eye, and he read: "Meet you at the New Yorker, ten o'clock." Gentic reader, Lord forbid the reoccurrence of such a hopeless, stupid physiognomy across the face of any man! Troubles never come singly. He had three classes that very morning; he was on pro; he had exactly one dollar in his pocket, and here he was way down South in New York City. Things looked awfully ominous. He set out for the New Yorker...
When Arturo Toscanini announced that this season would be his last with the Philharmonic-Symphony, every music-loving New Yorker realized that the proud Manhattan orchestra was face-to-face with a perilous crisis. Toscanini was regarded as a musical god, incomparable and unapproachable. No ordinary successor could begin to fill his boots. The Philharmonic directors sat through many a worried session, finally offered the post to Germany's Wilhelm Furtwangler who relinquished it when he heard of the stormy protests against his Nazi connections. The hunt went on until last week when five conductors were announced...
Other features included an article on The New Yorker's Editor Harold Ross by The American Legion Monthly's Editor John T. Winterich, a We Rescue from Oblivion department spotlighting such has-beens as Clara Bow, William H. ("Alfalfa Bill") Murray, the Dolly Sisters. Throughout the book were scattered caricatures of such thoroughly-caricatured celebrities as Ernest Hemingway, William Randolph Hearst. Joe Louis. Impartial observers guessed that the winters in Mt. Morris, Ill. must indeed be tiresome...
...winning tickets have turned out to be impoverished eccentrics whose extravagances made good newspaper reading. The list of last week's major winners suggested that sweepstakes are currently attracting a more substantial but less colorful clientele. Miss Martha Wellington, secretary to the advertising manager of The New Yorker, Mrs. Fannie Lebowitz of Albany, N. Y., a 71-year-old Salem, Mass, bachelor named Amos Strout, a firm of two Lynn, Mass, telephone operators, and a Hollywood billing clerk each won $150,000 with tickets on Reynoldstown. Mrs. Lebowitz said she planned to "make everybody happy." The rest said nothing...
Representative, who was once a Senator, further declared that the Federal Communications Commission, though empowered to examine telegraph companies' records for its own purposes, had no power whatever to seize private correspondence transmitted by these common carriers. That "pillage," cried the New Yorker, was an act of "terrorism" which led straight to political blackmail...