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Dearly does the Fascist mind love Fascist anniversaries. After marking time for a fortnight, Italy's armies in the north and south of Ethiopia waited last week till the dawn of the 13th anniversary of the Blackshirt March on Rome, then struck simultaneously...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: THE FRONT: Anniversary Advance | 11/4/1935 | See Source »

...length to the works of Homer, and in beauty comparable to the Bible. Perhaps in no other literature is the worship of the personified powers of nature so beautifully expressed and faithfully followed. The sun, the mon are as dancing girls, only less fickle of heart. Ushas (the dawn) holds the key to the treasures of light and levies the toll of age. Among the prayers of the magic Soma plant worship the following is perhaps the best known...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 10/22/1935 | See Source »

...growing out of the ranks of the young. A more impressive and ambitious volume than Appointment in Samarra, his first novel, Butter field 8 suggests that John O'Hara is well on his way to becoming the voice of the hangover generation that awakened in the grey dawn of 1930. Writing principally of speakeasy, country-club, fairly well-to-do crowds similar to those Fitzgerald wrote about, he presents them as much less tender, much more bitter, much more worried about money, casually frank in their acceptance of the more brutal realities of sexual experiences. And their stories...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Speakeasy Era | 10/21/1935 | See Source »

Frantically alarmed as the minutes ticked away, United Airlines officials sent out soldiers, ambulances, airplanes in search, tried to imagine what kind of accident had occurred. Not until dawn did they learn, and then the news was the worst possible. Looking down into the rough jumble of hills in Crow Creek Valley, 13 miles from Cheyenne, a searching pilot spied the gleaming fuselage of the plane lying like a disemboweled fish at the end of a quarter-mile trail of destruction. Scattered along this were shreds of cloth, lipsticks and compacts, magazines, pieces of sheet music, and, almost touching...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Transport: Crash in Crow Creek | 10/14/1935 | See Source »

...actually supporting a fine entablature... Modesty, any time, any place, viewed from any angle... Feathery, faery dust... The cool kindliness of sheets; the rough make kiss of blankets... The feeling of work well done... An old Greek Vase... A young inexperienced waitress saying, "Yes, Sir"... The Yard just after dawn... Unpassioned beauty of a great machine... The good smell of old clothes and old books... A formal lecture well planned and well delivered...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 10/14/1935 | See Source »

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