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Any more tangible results from Widow Nieman's bequest to "elevate the standards of journalism . . ." can hardly be expected until the present Fellows get back to their typewriters. Meanwhile, they are having a fine time. Bachelor Fellow Herb Lyons of the Mobile Press Register lives in a domitory; all the rest have apartments or houses. Their wives complain that they are rarely home for dinner. Ebullient Ed Lahey, who already knows most of the Cambridge cops by name and won enough from his fellow Fellows in a poker game to buy a ton of coal, has begun to educate Boston. When newspapers there began yelling for Granville Hicks's resignation because he made a fundraising speech for the New Masses, Fellow Lahey defended him with a letter which exposed some city editors' secrets and made the Transcript front page: "Twenty-five cents in telephone calls from a newspaper office will create a 'public clamor'. . . . Every newspaper office has a standing list of windbags who will express an opinion on anything."
Last week Ed Lahey summed up his and other Fellows' impressions for Editor & Publisher. His conclusion: "lt is nice going."