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...place was crowded with more that people. Shades of Aunt Hagar and Sister. Kate filtered through the smoke and a lil ol' muskrat rambled in. For two solid hours in that staid Lowell House cubicle there were ladies of the new Orleans evening and the stale smell of K.C. gin. But for the grim visage of Abbot Lawrence Lowell above the fireplace it might have been any backroom in Chicago back in the days when Cicero was Cicero and not an essay in Life magazine...

Author: By Burton S. Glinn, | Title: Dixieland Band | 12/7/1948 | See Source »

...speech, a sneeze was heard. "Who sneezed?" asked the dictator. No one answered. "Very well," said Stalin to Secret Police Chief Beria, "shoot everyone in the first row." When that was done the dictator asked again: "Who sneezed?" No answer. "Shoot everyone in the second row." Finally, when the smell of gunpowder had drifted away a second time, a timid character rose diffidently in the third row. "C-c-c-omrade Stalin," he stammered, "it was I who s-s-s-sneezed." "Ah," said the dictator genially: "Gesundheit!" and the meeting went...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: International: THE STORIES THEY TELL, Dec. 6, 1948 | 12/6/1948 | See Source »

...over the horizon. As we neared the village we passed an artillery position. The dark forms of tanks loomed up against the sky. A 105-mm. gun directly in front suddenly cut loose, its red flash silhouetting for an instant the crouched figures of the gun crew. A pungent smell of gunpowder rolled over the jeep. General Li leaned out and said quietly, "Careful, careful, we are passing under your muzzle...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Foreign News: Battle Piece | 11/29/1948 | See Source »

...week mixed 40 Ibs. of perfume oil with their printer's ink. The heady scent drifted out of the press room and into editorial and advertising offices, where it lingered lovingly on staffers' clothes and hair. The News ran its air-conditioning system full-blast but the smell hung on for two days. The disenchanted advertising manager grumped: "This newspaper plant smells like a bawdy house. I'm afraid to go home tonight...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: Magical Allure | 11/22/1948 | See Source »

With mock horror, Shaw recalls the dreadful results of Darwinism. Having once rejected the fundamentalist notion that "the universe is the work of a grotesque tribal idol described in the book of Numbers as God, who resolves to destroy the human race, but is placated by the smell of roast meat," the Darwinians decided that "the 39 articles were reduced to absurdity . . . Hell was abolished. Jehovah was exposed as an impostor whose real name was Jarvey . . . Talk of emptying the baby out with the bath! . . . Herod's massacre of the innocents was a joke in comparison...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: G.B.S. on a Joy Ride | 11/1/1948 | See Source »

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