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...without a trace of snobbery. The strongest curse the authors place on the magazine they abhor is that it should be read only by the cook. C. K. Dexter Haven shows his broad mind to Tracy by admitting: "You could marry Mac, the night watchman, and I'd cheer you." The parvenu coal executive is first ridiculed because his riding habit is new and clean "like something right out of a store window." Contempt for his kind is expressed by Haven's: "A splendid chap, very high morals, very broad shoulders." And when the parvenu bridegroom leaves them...
...Harvard man." But bolstered by rumors that Government or Army officials have called it a "crime" to make buck privates of college-trained men, many undergraduates hope than once drafted, a degree or I.Q. test will single them out to be trained for technical or "white collar" jobs. Cheer has also been derived from occasional stories of college draftees who were promptly sent away to study meteorology or Intelligence Corps routine at Uncle Sam's expense. The picture is not quite that rosy. Men who obtain training useful to the army before they are drafted stand an excellent chance...
With the grim reality of World War overshadowing all, there was no time during the vacation for Christmas cheer among the forces of William Allen White, Verne Marshall, the columnists and the politicians; they were too busy clarifying their positions and branding each other as small minorities seeking to mislead the people. The two weeks of the vacation witnessed a heightening tempo of war fever and of bitter debate, reaching a mighty crescendo in President Roosevelt's defiant message to Congress yesterday...
...Mexico City's El Patio nightclub last fortnight, the Oles! rang loud; the band played the bullfighters' cheer song-Diana; even Chucho Solorzano, reigning matador of the season, rose to pay his respects to the honored guest. The hullabaloo was not for Henry Wallace, visiting U. S. ambassador of good will, but dark-eyed, pale-faced Hollywood Starlet Linda Darnell. Linda, cooing contentedly in a seat between Mexican Movie Favorite Fernando Soler and portly Singer Alfonso
After the King the Prime Minister spoke. He was confident and proud, but grimly so. His peroration, usual repository of highest rhetoric and hope, held forth cheer only in the distant future and only if distant friends gave great help...