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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Like a long lost friend I found a copy of TIME in a seaplane while flying from Brindisi to Athens. Months later I discovered another one in a barber shop in Moscow...
TIME, Dec. 30, p. 41, col. 1, at end, tells of the trials of Postmaster Shamus O'Brien, of Florence, Kan., and of his rescue by Ben Minturn of Chicago, who sent a check for $1,000 worth of stamps. TIME concludes: "Shrewd Friend Minturn could, of course, exchange his stamps for cash at the nearest post office...
Perhaps Shrewd Friend Minturn was not so shrewd-nor TIME either. Section 163 of the Postal Laws and Regulations of 1924 reads: "Postage stamps, or special delivery stamps, whether affixed to envelopes or not, shall not be redeemed for the public nor exchanged for other postage stamps, stamped envelopes, newspaper wrappers, or postal cards. . . ." And Postmaster Shamus O'Brien might well keep in mind the provisions of the Act of March 4, 1909 (now in title 18, section 331 of the United States Code) prescribing quite a penalty for postmasters who induce purchases for the purpose of increasing their...
...personal friend of Theodore Dreiser permit me to suggest that his brother Paul has been dead for more than fifteen years. (See Twelve Men-"My Brother Paul.") He in collaboration with his brother Theodore wrote our famous State song, "On the Banks of the Wabash" and not "The Wabash Blues." There is a movement on foot in Terre Haute, Ind., to bring the body of Paul Dresser back to Indiana and bury it with honors in a beautiful park beside the Wabash River. ARTHUR H. SAPP...
Poet Graves writes his poetry strugglingly; he has never written a poem in less than three drafts or more than 35. Most of his books have not sold well, but one of his latest, a prose account of his friend Aircraftman Shaw (Lawrence and the Arabian Adventure), sold 10,000 copies in one week. Other books: Fairies and Fusiliers, On English Poetry, Country Sentiment, My Head, My Head, Lars Porsena, or the Future of Swearing and Improper Language...