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...Robert's horse was originally called Demijohn, or John. A Negro groom, leading him from his stable into the sunlight, was so delighted with the sheen of his coat that he cried: "Doggone, hoss-you ain't no plain John! You'se John the Baptist." John the Baptist's half-sister is Salome...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, May 4, 1936 | 5/4/1936 | See Source »

Died. Humorist Finley Peter Dunne, 68, creator of the famed fictional seriocomic seer "Mr. Dooley"; of cancer of the throat; in Manhattan. A Chicago journalist, in 1892 Dunne patterned "Mr. Dooley" after one James McGarry, whose bar he frequented. With his pungent comments on public figures and affairs ("Politics ain't a bean bag. 'Tis a man's game, an' women, childher and pro-hybitionists's do well to keep out iv it."), Mr. Dooley was for 20 years a national institution...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Milestones, May 4, 1936 | 5/4/1936 | See Source »

About two years ago, jazz suddenly be came salable again in the U. S. The Jazz Revival occurred almost simultaneously with a series of Columbia records which spectacled Clarinetist Benny Goodman & band made in the winter of 1933, including such latterday masterpieces as Ain't Cha' Glad?, Riffin' the Scotch, Georgia Jubilee. While the big hotel and ballroom jobs still go to the big conventional organizations, small "hot" bands have lately been springing up in saloons all over Manhattan and Chicago. And whereas before 1932 the phonograph companies could count on selling only 1,000 copies...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho ! | 1/20/1936 | See Source »

...With Nancy Brown, Editor William S. Gilmore of the News set out to the party in his automobile, found streets for blocks around the Institute tightly packed with people. Summoning a traffic policeman, Mr. Gilmore inquired the reason. "Hell, where you been?" cried the policeman. "Mean to say you ain't heard of Nancy Brown's party...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Press: Dear Nancy | 12/16/1935 | See Source »

...There ain't no more scotch," she cooed softly into his ear. "There ain't no more scotch; let me go, you big palooka...

Author: By Fanny Masters, | Title: The Crime | 12/6/1935 | See Source »

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