Word: brown
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Note of Praise. After serving overseas in the Army Transportation Corps in World War II, Captain Glynn applied for a job with the Government's Institute of Inter-American Affairs. To make sure he got it, he added a few nonexistent qualifications: two years at Brown, a degree from Stevens Institute of Technology, a big job with a big trucking company. He got the job, and his transport survey for the Colombian government won him a warm note of praise from the Minister of Public Works. After that the U.S. Commerce Department hired Jim at $10,000 a year...
...brown, heavily stamped parcels also went behind the Iron Curtain, to Czechoslovakia and Poland, where the Communist authorities officially declared that such gifts from America were unnecessary, and had so intimidated their recipients that many sent the parcels back unopened. Some 66,000 of the parcels went to Austria, where Christmas 1949 would still be harsh and bitter, and about 90,000 went to France, where at least outwardly Noel was as bright as ever. Some 685,000 found their way to the austerity-ridden country of Dickens and plum pudding, which celebrated heartily this year-even if it still...
Last week, Indianapolis audiences also got to hear what had been on Composer Carmichael's mind. It was Hoagy's first serious composition, a nine-minute tone poem entitled Brown County in Autumn...
Hoagy had had the inspiration for the tone poem in his memory since boyhood. He was born in Bloomington, six miles from hilly, rural Brown County, and often went there on fall outings. Brown County in Autumn had "written itself," he said, "just like any song that I compose." It was melodic "because I'm a melody man and I've always thought there should be a little more melody for the average symphony patron." It opened with a slightly somber daybreak. The music went into full action with the purples and reds of the leaves, rose...
...twelve-story building on Manhattan's brash and busy 14th Street which houses both the army's Eastern Territorial and National headquarters. There, a tall, grave, businesslike man named Ernest Ivison Pugmire sits at the command center of a great social welfare program. His brown eyes behind rimless spectacles are the eyes of a gentle, dedicated man. His martial, stiff-collared uniform is the uniform of a militant faith. On the walls of his large, comfortable office hang the pictures of the generals, from William Booth down, who have directed the army's battles...