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...over her sisters in newsgathering in the U. S. From London to Manhattan last fortnight came such a reporter, Margaret Lane, daughter of Editor-in-Chief Harry George Lane of the Northcliffe newspapers (Daily Mail, Daily Mirror, Evening News, etc.). On leave of absence from her job on Lord Beaverbrook's London Express, bitter rival of her father's organization, Miss Lane found work with Hearst's International News Service. Her first assignment was the Collings murder case of which she said in Publishers' Service, tradepaper: "I found the Collings mys tery very funny. . . . Everyone...
...Lord Beaverbrook, publisher of the Daily Express, beamed: ''Nothing more heartening has happened in years. The fact remains that we are rid of the gold standard, rid of it for good and all, and the end of the gold standard is the beginning of real recovery in trade...
Year and a half ago the proprietors of London's venerable Saturday Review (presumably backed by Lord Beaverbrook) ordered the editor to support the Beaverbrook-Rothermere plan of Free Trade within the Empire (TIME, March 3, 1930). The editor refused, quit, took practically his whole staff with him and founded The Week End Review. The Saturday Review never recovered. Last week it announced its acquisition by the virile Conservative Spectator. Founded 76 years ago by A. J. B. Beresford Hope, brother-in-law of Lord Salisbury, the Saturday Review achieved early fame for savage Toryism, shrieking the "menace...
...sheer bawling blatancy, for staggering reversals of editorial policy overnight at the publishers' whim, for colossal nerve in pouring millions of pounds into the boldest circulation-grabbing schemes and for boundless ambition to rule the British Empire from the press rooms of Fleet Street, the newspaper chains of Baron Beaverbrook and Viscount Rothermere are unique...
Petter's Bombshell. With a single blow of his hard Canadian fist, Baron Beaverbrook shattered the idyllic calm of poor Sir Ernest Willoughby Petter. Sir Ernest was told that he could either get up on his feet and fight the presslords' battle against Stanley Baldwin or they would smash his candidacy by putting up a third Conservative candidate. What could he do but accept the aid of two such very rich...