Last week Hey wood Broun wrote his final column for the New York World-Telegram. It was a farewell to dapper little Roy Howard, who had been his boss for almost twelve years. Said Broun, polite as always, though he dictated from his bed in a Manhattan hotel, where he lay ill with grippe: "There were fights, frenzies, some praise and a lot of dough, and a good deal of fun in my relationship with Roy." Said Roy Howard, also polite, in a note appended to Broun's column: "Heywood was occasionally a bit of a...
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