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Lots of "firsts" are frequently claimed by people who have more self-assertiveness than actual knowledge of affairs, and I would wager that many a one in the men's wear business, no matter by whom it is now claimed, can be traced right back to Madison Avenue & 44th Street or Broadway corner 22nd Street.
ALBERT S. CAMPBELL
Dumont, N. J.
All credit to Brooks Brothers, swank old Manhattan retailers. Hart Schaffner & Marx's records were set for the wholesale clothing trade.—ED.
Wyzanski v. Davis
Sirs:
In your report of the proceedings had before the U. S. Supreme Court, in the Associated Press case (TIME, April 19), you refer to the "brilliant legal argument" made by John W. Davis, attorney for the AP; no reference whatsoever was made as to counsel for the respondent. I was present in the bar section of the Court room during the submission of the case and heard the carefully prepared, and if I may borrow the expression, "brilliant legal argument" of one Charles E. Wyzanski, counsel for the Guild; I also listened to the loosely-worded "oration" delivered by John W. Davis in behalf of his client.
I am not personally acquainted with either Mr. Davis, or Mr. Wyzanski and I have no interest in the outcome of this case; but, in the interest of fair play, and as a lawyer, I do believe that, if the ability displayed at this hearing by the respective counsel for the parties were to be weighed, in the light of "equal justice under law," the palm would undoubtedly go to Charles E. Wyzanski.
EDWARD H. LANGE
Hicks, Dickerson & Lange
Laredo, Tex.
"Kill It With a Sword"
Sirs:
Have ye Editors joined the ancient and dishonorable order of TIME-killers? Since my first discovery of TIME in 1925, I've been a devotee. Since the Depression, my reading has been intermittent but still avid.
With the last months of 1936, I thought I felt boredom creeping into my former unrefined enjoyment. Your stodgy treatment of the Woman of the Year made boredom too mild a word for what I felt.
But a long love dies slowly; and I would not admit, even to myself, that the "wrong" was entirely with TIME. I thought something had happened to me. It was as if a trusted yardstick appeared to shrink. So, I've checked myself by other reading. In the midst of TIME I pick up something else—anything else. A former impossibility has become a habit.
Is TIME being neglected for FORTUNE or LIFE? Do you need new blood—bright young men and clever young ladies who can write irresistibly of any subject? Or does too much advertising clutter up the reading matter until one is bogged down?
Whatever the cause, if TIME must die, for the sake of all that's dramatic, kindly kill it with a sword. Let it not be lamented with wagging head that "TIME passed on" but give the mourners an opportunity to stand at attention and salute the last number while we repeat with pride: "TIME marches ON."
MARGUERITE HAMLETT
Groveland, Fla.
TIME, never more full of good blood, shudders at the thought of death. Do other readers agree that since late 1936, boredom has crept in? If so, please give counsel.—ED.
Unto the Least
Sirs: