Word: gossip
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...John McCabe, who had gathered together a vast assortment of press clippings on the pending Tariff and Farm Relief Bills, pasted them in large scrap books. The President was disturbed to find that 90% of the press sentiment was against the House's Tariff handiwork. Around Washington sped the gossip that he would veto the Tariff Bill unless the Senate altered it to conform more nearly to popular desires...
...readers of that gum-chewers' sheetlet, the New York Graphic, are gum-chewers. Some of them snuggle the pink-faced tabloid into Park Avenue homes, there to read it in polite seclusion. They have reason: the Graphic's gossip-purveying, scandal-scooping, staccato-styled Monday column, "Your Broadway and Mine...
...some time the writer of that column has been Walter Winchell, no ordinary scandal-scooper. Famed is he in theatre lobbies, speakeasies, night clubs. From one gossip-centre to another he travels to get column material. Alert, the Winchell ears hear all. Amiable, the Winchell disposition makes friends easily, elicits scandal-scraps. Then, at three and four in the morning, he goes back to his typewriter and two-fingers what he has learned, adding here and there the result of an imaginative mind...
...Graphic circulation grew, so did the Winchell fame, the Winchell salary. But the salary-growth was not rapid enough to suit the ambitious gossip purveyor. I And said he: "I was willing to stay with the Graphic because of the amazing liberty I enjoyed, but I became unhappy because of a double cross about money." This year, he said, the Graphic promised him $300 a week, 50% of syndicate receipts. Neither the $300 nor all the 50% forthcame, Winchell related. But in his desk was a contract with the Hearst organization for a weekly salary of $500 plus...
...Gossiper Winchell admits his salary is $500 a week and 50% of syndicate receipts. He says he will continue with the Winchell Words, the Winchell gossip every Monday, which cause many to believe that Park Avenue sheetlet-snugglers will turn to the Mirror...