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...Having given you some idea of our progress," said Cecil Harmsworth King, "I would like to digress." Then, before the annual meeting of stockholders in London last week, the proprietor of the world's largest publishing house, the Mirror Group (London Daily Mirror, Sunday Pictorial, plus 220 other periodicals), took a telling swipe at freedom of the press-British style. Said King...
...truce flag to pay convivial tribute to one of their fellows. The men of war were all there, chatting with Sir Winston Churchill and Prime Minister Macmillan at a table in London's imposing Warwick House-Roy Thomson of the Sunday Times, Cecil Harmsworth King of the Daily Mirror, Lord Rothermere of the Daily Mail, and the guest of honor, crusty, combative Lord Beaverbrook of the Daily Express, whose 83rd birthday prompted the shindig. "I felt that this was an occasion on which Fleet Street could forget its animosities," said Rothermere, who arranged the affair. "But I assure...
...Silent Mirror. Though the book is overlong and exaggeratedly dramatic, it is full of surprising incidents. When Jenny stayed with friends in Denmark, Hans Christian Andersen would come around to tell stories to the children of the house, a pretext for seeing her. He fell in love with her. He wrote The Emperor's Nightingale for her. When she was cold toward him, he wrote The Snow Queen. When he begged her to marry him, she silently handed him a mirror. That night, he wrote The Ugly Duckling. (Author Schultz offers a modified version of this famous anecdote...
Died. Harry Guy Bartholomew. 78. longtime editor of the London Daily Mirror, a stout Fleet Street lord who held British journalism "too niminy piminy" and so transformed a dowager's daily into the world's first picture tabloid and still largest daily newspaper (circ. 4,593,263) by a blend of strident headlines (on Dunkirk's evacuation: BLOODY MARVELLOUS). cartoon strips and pro-Labor politics; of heart disease; in Camberley, England...
...road-the limit was passed. Said Moss, before the race: "With luck, you can take St. Mary's at 90 m.p.h." Recalled Graham Hill, afterward: "As we went into St. Mary's, Stirling was coming up on me at about 110 m.p.h. on the outside. In the mirror I saw him coming up fast, and then he just kept going straight." Moss's Lotus hurtled across 150 yds. of grass, plowed head on into an 8-ft.-high embankment, spun backwards about 10 yds., and stopped dead, a crumpled, almost unrecognizable ruin...