Word: pubs
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Dates: during 1930-1930
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...Henry J. Allen . . . has 'sold himself down the river.' [The Beacon] has fallen into the hands of a young man with a Yiddish name, given and family, who came out of the sticks with a million and a half and picked it up. . . . The new pub lisher is filling the paper with pictures and complimentary references to himself. He seems to be quite a guy and frankly admits it. But we doubt if he ever learns to speak the Kansas language as Henry speaks...
Horace Liveright, Manhattan pub lisher, denied he would retire from publishing, said he was going to Hollywood to work for Paramount because "all good book publishers must go to Hollywood...
...strike, the ''Red Special" campaign, the dark days at Atlanta. He can almost be excused for skimping over Debs' whiskey drinking and the "free love" scandals of Socialism. The Author. Me Alister Coleman, 42, New York City Socialist, was a newsman for four years on the New York Sun. Pub licity work for American Telephone & Telegraph Co. made him a radical. He now publicizes for the United Mine Workers (Springfield faction [TiME. March 24]). He reported the Scopes trial, the Herron trial, the Sacco-Vanzetti trial for labor papers. Politically minded, he ran for Alderman...
...subscriber magazine of named your standing Hammond should Egzs. not pub Until that there are 3,000 beer flats but not one decent speakeasy in Minneapolis. With the first part of his statement I have no quarrel though I think his estimate is too low as there are 100,000 homes in Minneapolis. The second part of his statement simply shows he was taken in hand by a green taxi driver. I don't want to brag but we in Minneapolis have speakeasies that compare with any in New York, Chicago or Washington. Why, we point to our speakeasies...
...craves the quiet contemplation of the countryside. He buys a cottage in a nearby village, intending to use it as a week-end retreat; soon he is spending most of his time there. The life suits him, he is accepted by the villagers, becomes a familiar figure at the pub, goes into partnership with Farmer Kindred. His housekeeper falls in love with him, but he is too busy becoming a farmer to notice it, though he gives her much too much good advice about her worthless husband, and once even bites off the lobe of that worthy...