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Dates: during 1950-1950
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After this, the Senator wound up and fogged in his big mudball: Pearson was not only a "greedy, degenerate liar" with a "perverted mentality" but was also a tool of Moscow, fiendishly intent on destroying "the very heart of this Republic." Pearson, he said, was not a card-carrying party member, but he got secret orders from the Reds through an associate, David Karr, whom McCarthy identified as a former writer for the Communist Daily Worker. Furthermore, he cried, Columnist Pearson had been assigned the job of ruining General Douglas MacArthur...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: THE CAPITAL: Battle of the Billygoats | 12/25/1950 | See Source »

Phillips Brooks House wound up its blood drive yesterday after drawing over 800 pints of blood. This figure tops last year's record of 541 pints...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: PBH Blood Drive Hits Record of 800 Pints | 12/16/1950 | See Source »

Last week members of the U.N. Security Council bowed to the intransigence of Red China's General Wu Hsiu-chuan (see WAR IN ASIA) and wound up their discussion of the Korean and Formosan questions. Fatalistically, the representatives of the free world heard Russia's Jacob Malik veto a resolution ordering Communist China to end her intervention in Korea...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: UNITED NATIONS: Taking Stock | 12/11/1950 | See Source »

...Like many another jazzbo, Muggsy drifted out of jazz into the bigger money. There were eight years with Ted Lewis' band-until "I just got tired of playing When My Baby Smiles at Me." As with many another jazzbo, there were spectacular years with John Barleycorn, until Muggsy wound up "dying" of a perforated ulcer in New Orleans' Touro Infirmary. Saved by an emergency operation and convalescing, he composed his jazz classic, Relaxin' at the Touro. He also learned that "you can't play and drink. You can't drink and sell pencils...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: Two-Beat at Tiffany's | 12/11/1950 | See Source »

Appropriately for the Christmas season, a Manhattan gallery was showing some of the most elaborate grownups' toys ever made: automatons produced largely in the 18th Century by Swiss and British craftsmen. There was a gold caterpillar that, when wound, inched along a tabletop in a pretty fair imitation of nature. A gold mouse, ridged with pearls, scurried, stopped, spun and darted about as if in real fright. An emerald-green frog jumped and croaked...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: Clockwork | 12/11/1950 | See Source »

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