Word: make
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...fortnight Broun celebrated his sist birthday, his 31st year as a newspaperman. A prodigious writer in spite of his pose of indolence, he figured that he had turned out close to 21,000,000 words. He had also managed to paint pictures, run for Congress, organize a labor union, make innumerable speeches, run a little weekly newspaper of his own, remember the Holy Sacrament, spend hours on end eating & drinking with his friends in such Manhattan night spots as the Stork Club...
...impeccably clothed, British-born wine merchant, Broun spent four years at Harvard, never got his degree. He tried three times to make the Crimson, failed each time. In 1910 he went to work as sports editor of the New York Morning Telegraph, was fired two years later. Then he went to the Tribune as a reporter, became a rewrite man, copyreader, Sunday magazine editor, dramatic critic, book reviewer, finally columnist...
...world's finest in private hands. Last time the two met, Mellon vowed, "I'll have you in with me yet." The addition of the Widener paintings and the fine Italian collection presented last summer by 5-10-25? Storeman Samuel Henry Kress (TIME, July 24) would make Washington's National Gallery one of the great galleries of the world...
...ribald lines had been studio-broken, but there were still some 18th-Century cracks which strained the broadcasting code ("Yes, indeed, the Sex is frail. But the first time a woman is frail, she should be somewhat nice methinks, for then or never is the time to make her Fortune.") U. S. radio listeners found its gangster Captain Macheath, his moll Polly Peacham, and its other ballad-singing jailbirds as fetching as a trim ankle, its famed tunes as neat as a whistle. Sample...
...front pages next day-"The ship is moving now, rolling from side to side. There goes another explosion! The after turret has gone up. . . . She is going down, going down by the stern. . . . Flames are still shooting up into the air. . . . The boys evidently are going to make a good job of it, and leave nothing but the pieces. . . . She is going down still. The bow is under. . . . The only thing showing now is her superstructure, the stack, and part of her control tower...