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...think that the selection of such a staff on proven competence and experience, the selection of Charley Ewart and Dick Casssiano, for instance, on the same staff, can be an excellent shot in the arm for Ivy League football. There has been an increasing tendency toward a stuffy smugness in the non-existent league, a tendency to shout down its own rain barrel persistently in an attempt to justify sloppy half-hearted football with a lace collar of gothic-tower dignity. There is the gentlemanly nonsense which leads a Harvard man to beaming play patty-cake over the fact that...
Professor Bott borrowed the book, found it just the ticket. He had it photostated, translated by Major Velyien Ewart Henderson, and last week the University handed out the enemy's helpful manual to members of the Royal Canadian Air Force. Its prime points...
...poor have their champions. The rich need none. The British middle classes had one in William Ewart Gladstone (1809-98) and today the U. S. is offered another by Walter Boughton Pitkin, 62, Columbia University publicist who discovered seven years ago that "life begins at 40." Last year prodigious Professor Pitkin explained "why we need a rabble rouser of the right" (TIME, Sept. 19). Last week he tried rousing Elyria, Ohio and so many people (over 600) went to hear him that he called for a League of the Middle Class...
...William Ewart Gladstone...
...Chancellor of the Exchequer, eloquent William Ewart Gladstone made budget speeches famous. Winston Churchill used to gesture a lot. Neville Chamberlain (now Prime Minister) usually had the amiable duty of announcing surpluses. To Sir John Simon, Chancellor of the Exchequer for nearly two years, has come the unenviable task of "opening" the largest peacetime budgets in Britain's history. Last week, before a crowded House of Commons, he again appeared with the little worn red-leather dispatch box carried by Gladstone, opened it and ceremoniously drew out his sheafs of paper and, in an uninspired, low, monotonous tone...