The Press: Who Hit Me?

When a newspaperman gets beaten up while on the job, his colleagues usually have a sympathetic word for him. But last week, in Hearst's New York Mirror, Columnist Walter Winchell cracked: "The attack on a newspaperman by 'unknown' assailants . . . reminds the wags of critic [Alexander] Woollcott—of whom it was quipped: 'If that guy's ever found murdered—half the population of N.Y. will be held under suspicion!' "

The newspaperman Winchell was talking about was his Mirror colleague, Nightclub Columnist Lee Mortimer, 45, whose previous publicized licking was administered by weedy Crooner Frank Sinatra at Hollywood's Ciro's nightclub. This time Welterweight...

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