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...Paderewski cover rang the gong and succeeding ones convinced the editors that this was the kind of cover that more nearly typified TIME'S kind of journalism. In the beginning, Artist Baker set down his view of what he was trying to do. It is worth repeating here as the credo for a TIME cover...
...News. Like doting maiden aunts, Britain's press rang fatuous changes on the great news. Headlines were heady with sentiment over the "love match." Austerity, coal crises, rationing and shortages faded from the news columns to make way for reports of the lovers. "Philip," announced one paper solemnly, "turned up Friday with a ring on the little finger. He usually wears it on his second finger." Even the Daily Worker seemed affected by the monarchical atmosphere. "This alliance," it proclaimed with the cold disapproval of a Romanov, "is not to our liking." While the Daily Express polled its readers...
...behind the ancient walls of Liège University, the world's foremost authorities on medical criminology gathered to report their latest findings. There was so much to tell that the lectures, being delivered in three rooms simultaneously, had to be limited; every five minutes, an alarm clock rang to silence a speaker...
Hello, Shanghai. After a lapse of nearly ten years, the American Telephone and Telegraph Co. resumed telephone service between the U.S. and China ($12 plus tax for three minutes). One of the first commercial calls from the U.S. rang the phone of Woo Kyatang, executive editor of the Shanghai Evening Post and Mercury. "Hello, darling!" said a feminine voice from Washington, "How are you, dear?" When puzzled Woo failed to respond, the voice went on: "This is Dorothy, darling. How are you? . . . Isn't this Bill?" No, said Editor Woo, wrong number...
Under a paralyzing blow to the jaw, Jimmy Doyle's body stiffened, and he fell backwards as though his heels were hinged to the floor. With what was left of instinct he fumbled blindly for the ropes, brushed them with clumsy gloves, and lay still. The bell rang and the round ended as the referee's count reached nine. Jimrny Doyle's handlers went to work with cold water and smelling salts. But Boxer Doyle fought no more...