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Columnist Shafer, a wise man in his way, explained: "Those successful men like to read about unsuccessful folks whose lives ain't cluttered up." For eleven years the Journal has been tucking away Chet Shafer's daily two or three inches of bucolic "Three Rivers Doings" at the end of its editorials. One week in 1938 an editorial saboteur left it out. Hundreds of businessmen, from Detroit to Omaha, promptly wired, phoned and wrote angry protests. "Three Rivers Doings" has been running ever since...
...than a year, "Ep" (Edwin Palmer) Hoyt had changed the raucous Denver Post from a brawling journalistic hussy to a newspaper (TIME, Feb. 18). Facing his staff the first day on the job, he looked at his watch, announced that, from that moment, the common scold of Champa Street "ain't mad at nobody." By last week, having cleaned house on Champa Street, he got set to move the Post from its squat, gaudy old building. The Post bought the Home Public Market and an adjoining five-story office building, ordered 24 new high-speed presses. Hoyt announced...
...President story in the papers, he lost no time writing his good friend Ike a little note: "How does it feel to be a presidential candidate?" Ike merely scrawled across the bottom of Allen's note: "Baloney! . . . . I furiously object to the word 'candidate.' I ain't and won't be." That was in 1943, Ike was in England, and D-day was still eight months away...
...Vines has not touched a tennis racket for five years ("and I ain't about to"). He believes that each game has its particular swing, and one interferes with the other. Says Vines: "Golf takes less stamina, and less training. You get very tired playing tennis-but it is so fast that you have little time to think about each shot. I can forget a tennis match the minute it's over . . . but I remember a missed putt or a bad drive for hours...
...passage of time is evident. For instance, in one of the first scenes two soldiers are talking of the wonders of being civilians again. One is remarking to the other how great it is to be wearing the ruptured duck when the second soldier breaks in to say, "that ain't no ruptured duck, that's a bird of paradise." When one was still getting used to wearing civilian clothes again, that line was funny, but it left the audience at the Shubert the other night completely cold...