magazine

But that's no reason why John shouldn't send his story to Blackwood's Magazine.

It is written by an Italian named Marinetti, in a magazine which is called Poesia.

I must beg your pardon for the epistle you sent me appearing in the Magazine.

I loaded the magazine and sat down to wait for the animals to land.

The magazine writers were "tearing off copy," the painters were simply "slapping it down."

I called my sketch "A Patch of Light," and sent it to a magazine.

My magazine editor said he would use it, but he, too, appeared surprised.

Or at a corner newsstand I would catch a glimpse of my name on the cover of some magazine.

I felt this first before the strike, when I went to my magazine editor.

I went back to my magazine editor and asked for a job in his office.