Word: aging
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...just as surprised at the ginkgo trees, imported from China, which actually grow in large numbers in Washington. The ginkgo or "maidenhair tree" (so called because its leaves resemble maidenhair fern) is a member of the gymnosperms, most primitive of seed plants, and is a relic of the Age of Reptiles, 150,000,000 years...
Third U. S. name was that of Philadelphia's blonde, blue-eyed, Yankee-born Hilda Emery Davis, who in private life is the wife of Danceband-Leader Meyer Davis. Forty-two-year-old Mrs. Davis, having been a professional pianist at the age of 10, having mothered five children, and taken a fling at Tin Pan Alley (Yon Are the Reason for My Love Song), had decided on a plunge into serious composition. The result, a symphonic poem, The Last Knight, based on some mystical verses by the late G. K. Chesterton, got solicitous treatment from Conductor Monteux, Composer...
...stop nervous or badly trained children from wetting their beds, a habit which should cease by the age of three, Northwestern University psychologists last week recommended this device: a bed pad with negatively charged wires on one side, positively charged wires on the other, a sheet of cloth between. When the cloth becomes damp, it completes a weak electric circuit, causes a bell to ring and wake the wetter. Inventor of this ingenious device was Psychology Professor John Jacob Brooke Morgan. 49, bachelor of divinity, twice-married father of two. Chicago and Evanston, Ill. orphans were thus trained to cease...
...sister, has shot down his friend Rory in the Irish revolution, and is himself hanged for murdering a cashier, the reader has the feeling that these disasters are not entirely the fault of the fathers; at least some of the guilt ought to be credited to the middleclass, middle-age, middle-of-the-road, muddled British morality of Author Spring himself...
...symbols of our age is the mass of mediocrity upon whose brow the laurels are placed, whose voices are heard in the high places. In every field hasty, dishonest, and superficial criticism flourishes, and as the inevitable consequence, equally faulty and unmerited praise. The arts are the gravest sufferers in this respect, as the apathy of the public leads them to accept supinely, as Olympian, the judgments of the numerous committees founded to ferret but and annually reward the best work done. Chief among these, and the one whose decisions carry the most weight with the people, is the Pulitzer...