Hard by the Manhattan entrance to Brooklyn Bridge and facing the City Hall, stands the Pulitzer Building. Thirty-seven years ago this building was proudly reared by Joseph Pulitzer, superlatively able parent of the present Pulitzers, proprietors of the World. Atop the building glints the famed gold dome, and that remains the same. The deep intestines of the building have been changed. Four years ago executives perceived that equipment in printing, paper and production had exceeded the capacity of the pressrooms. Uneven quality of paper and shaky printing made no daily match...
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