Monday, Nov. 03, 1941
Candler v. Abbott
Sirs: [The death notice of Bishop Warren Akin Candler--brother of the late Coca-Cola king, Asa Griggs Candler--TIME, Oct. 6] reminds me of an incident of the early "Gay Nineties"* in which Dr. Candler figured before he became a bishop, [about the time] Coca-Cola was invented.
Dr. Candler was then in charge of McKendree Chapel, Nashville headquarters of Southern Methodism. Emma Abbott with her opera company had just finished a three nights' engagement at Nashville's Vendome Theater. In his Sunday morning sermon, Dr. Candler attacked the theater in general, and Emma Abbott in particular.
As he finished, much to his and the congregation's astonishment, Miss Abbott arose in the audience, made a spirited defense of herself and the theater, then walked out. Dr. Candler, in a dignified tone said: "I will not reply to the lady, as she is a lady. Let us sing Rock of Ages." . . .
W. H. ISBELL Brooklyn, N. Y.
Ineffable Something
Sirs: The MARCH OF TIME, whose broadcast and bright stars have long been missed, is back on the air and for this, thanks.
There is an authentic flavor about TIME'S half hour on the air that is not precisely captured by the cinema version nor by TIME, the Weekly Newsmagazine . . an ineffable something that creates the illusion of the original happening, rather than its re-creation through deft reporting.
While not exactly ominous, the narrator's voice has an authoritarian quality that commands attention, just as Gabriel's trumpet will one day bid us drop whatever we are doing and listen.
In today's confusion, the cadence of The MARCH OF TIME has the sane, steady, rhythmic beat of a metronome. It is a weekly slice of Now, the Present, calculated to give all America the picture of tremendous events in sharp focus. . . .
T. HARRY THOMPSON
Philadelphia, Pa.
Sirs:
. . . Better than ever! . . .
N. M. NUGENT
Paso Robles, Calif.
Sirs:
. . . outstanding. . . .
IRVING P. FOOTE
Louisiana State University Baton Rouge, La.
Sirs:
. . . straight, fearless, honest, thrilling and instructive. . . .
CHARLES C. MARQUARDT Tiffin, Ohio
Sirs:
. . . Here's wishing this swell program success. . . .
PRIVATE EUGENE S. COHEN Fort George G. Meade, Md.
Sirs:
. . . Cut out the bombast from the MARCH OF TIME. This war is not a Yale-Princeton football game. . . .
LEROY C. COOLEY
Penney Farms, Fla.
Sirs:
JUST HEARD MARCH OF TIME'S WAR PROPAGANDA ON RADIO CANCEL MY SUBSCRIPTION AT ONCE.
C. M. BUERKLE Pittsburgh, Pa.
Sirs: Of all the lowdown, dastardly war mongers--you are one of the lowest. Why don't you go back to the slums of London where you're fitted?
JOHN B. COOK
Phoenix, Ariz.
Sirs:
How much do the pro-war interventionists pay for this propaganda?
F. B. PUTNAM El Monte, Calif.
Sirs:
. . . Please tell me if the voice of President Roosevelt was a record of the President's voice or if it was portrayed by an actor.
ERNIE NOGG
Los Angeles, Calif.
> It was a recording.--ED.
Mr. Lindbergh
Sirs:
While perusing your write-up of Mr. Lindbergh's Fort Wayne, Ind. speech (TIME, Oct. 13) it was noted that said gentleman has systematically dropped the classic "We" at points where it would be most effective.
Perhaps ... in their bid for the public ear the isolationists are featuring a return of the Lone Ego!
R. ALDAG Philadelphia, Pa.
Sirs:
Your letter from Harry Suydam (TIME, Oct. 13) just blinded me. . . . Mr. Suydam informs us that Mr. Lindbergh is a sort of megalomaniac because he has the presumptuousness of a mechanic and aviator (and a damned good one at that!) to try to be a guiding light for mankind.
Has Mr. Suydam a regular job in Heaven, or are his batteries just extra-charged? (I am only nine years old, but I bet I know where he gets his dope on mental illnesses and America's high ideals.) I'll wager he glows as he walks down the street!
RONALD LEWIS STEARNS
Worcester, Mass.
The Ehret Case
Sirs:
When I was condemned by the Italian Military Tribunal in November 1940 to seven years' imprisonment, you carried an article and picture of me in your magazine. You claimed in your article that I had used the "Black Market," that I was an "expatriate."
As regards the "Black Market," I never used it and the proof is that the State Department made an official protest regarding my innocence and also the Italian Government never mentioned the "Black Market." I was in Italy less than a year when I was arrested which I do not call an "expatriate."
If it was sufficiently important to write up my being condemned in your magazine, I think you owe me the courtesy to at least write that I was pardoned by the King. . . .
GEORGE EHRET Washington, D.C
> Reader Ehret beclouds the facts. The State Department's two protests implied nothing as to his guilt or innocence. The first, when Ehret had long been detained in jail, was to ask a speedy trial; the second was to ask a more reasonable sentence after the stiff seven-year term had been imposed. He was convicted of illegal exchange transactions.--ED.
Little Landlubbers
Sirs:
In your Oct. 6 issue, you show a picture of the wandering Fahnestocks with a model of a sailing vessel which your footnote identifies as a "schooner." Ye gods and little landlubbers ! Schooners are always fore-and-aft-rigged; the model is a square-rigged ship, and not only that but one of those noble clippers like the Sovereign of the Seas which plied the Pacific in the midst of the last century.
In the picture the Fahnestocks are laughing. I'll bet they are laughing at TIME.
C. W. CHANDLER JR. New Haven, Conn.
> Some 50 nautically knowing readers wrote to TIME about that error. A rap on the knuckles to those who failed to spot it.--ED.
Grave Indictment?
Sirs:
Your words in the Oct. 13 issue regarding the return from England of the British Ambassador are a grave indictment of the U.S. masses who are not diffident, reserved nor intellectually honest. [TIME attributed "diffidence, reserve, intellectual honesty" to Lord Halifax.] If your reporter were honest he would reveal the secret of Lord Halifax's apparent unpopularity, the fact that he is a truly religious and Christian statesman, an incongruity the U.S. public evidently cannot understand.
D. C. YEAMES
Boston, Mass.
Super & De Luxe
Sirs:
In your issue of Oct. 6, you state: "Besides Washington's feuds, uncertainties and (at last) quotas, the automakers had Washington's petty officiousness to contend with. When Pontiac men went to OPA to clear their price schedules, they met a bewildering demand to drop the words 'super' and 'de luxe' from their advertising of certain models. They agreed, but they never got a good reason."
The facts are that no Pontiac men went to OPA to clear prices. This was done by Mr. Frederic G. Donner, a vice president of General Motors, and myself. There was no demand by OPA or anyone else that the words "super" and "de luxe" be dropped. Dropping of these words from advertising or from the names of car models was not even discussed. For this reason, we, of course, made no agreement of the kind to which you refer.
ALBERT BRADLEY
Vice President General Motors Corp. Detroit, Mich.
> Mr. Bradley knows. It was he who suggested that "super" and "de luxe" be dropped from Pontiac advertising after his return from Washington. TIME erred in saying Pontiac met a "demand"; Mr. Bradley met an atmosphere.--ED.
Mountain in Labor
Sirs: A mountain (Nelson Rockefeller's Committee on Inter-American Affairs) was in labor (to bring about better understanding of the United States in Latin America). . . .
After all, it brought forth--no, no, not Phaedrus' fabled mouse but an incubus named En Guardia, a brand new, edited Spanish-language magazine. . . . (TIME, Sept. 29).
The first issue, intended to help convince our good neighbors--ever suspicious of the "Moloch of the North"--of our benignancy, is "devoted to picture propaganda for the U.S. Navy." (The quotes are TIME'S.)
Latin American friends share with me the conviction that of all the fumbling inanities perpetrated in the name of good neighborliness this is about the most asinine yet. . . . It can only fan the smouldering fires of suspicion and fear of a tactless bully bragging about his brawn.
Lo que veo lo creo!*
ERICH POSSELT
New York City
Social Security
Sirs:
Shame on TIME (Oct. 13) for grossly garbling the provisions of the present Social Security Act. The Government, out of general revenue, matches dollar for dollar (up to $20 a month) payments by the State for old age assistance. The averages quoted for California and South Carolina were for old age assistance recipients.
The Federal Government pays the cost of administration of the State unemployment compensation systems but contributes nothing for the payment of benefits.
EDWARD LAPIC Minneapolis, Minn.
> TIME erred. The dollar-matching figures and State averages were, as Reader Lapic and others have pointed out, for old-age assistance and not, as TIME said, for unemployment.--ED.
Manx Chickens
Sirs:
Having spent my first 18 years in the country nearest the Isle of Man (no, not England), I have long been aware that when a Manx cat is suspended by its tail, its eyes drop out. But what is this about rumpless chickens [Tore, Oct. 6]? Kindly elucidate.
JAMES R. GILRUTH La Crosse, Wis.
> Manx chickens are not really rumpless. They are a freak breed born practically without tail feathers, thus look rumpless when viewed in profile. --ED.
Top Score
Sirs:
My compliments on your article ''Strategic Metal No. 1" in the Oct. 13 issue of TIME. It earns a grade of 100 in accuracy and clarity. This is especially noteworthy since, in 99% of science articles by newsmen, points of emphasis bear little relation to the actual facts. . . .
JOHN GRISWOLD
Professor of Chemical Engineering University of Texas Austin, Tex.
Not Perfect, But ...
Sirs:
It is quite obvious that TIME has not reached editorial perfection, YET.
Nonetheless, any similarity between any other magazine and TIME is purely coincidental.
HARRY T. JONES Ft. Lauderdale, Fla.
Proper Answer
Sirs:
It seems the reporter of the article Supply (TiME, Oct. 13) missed the full flavor of the Russian wit.
The proper answer to the Russian demand of "umpteen light bombers before the first of Umptember" would be "Umpossible."
JAMES JULIAN WEINSTEIN
Boston, Mass.
*Actually, 1887. * Seeing is believing.
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