Word: ancients
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...moment to buy a pint or more of hard liquor. Open house is declared in the Capitol from end to end. Even dignified Speaker Bankhead lets word get about that there is cracked ice in his office. Small groups of members gather chummily in cloakroom corners to sing the ancient adjournment favorite: There's Blood on the Saddle...
...General usually wears, except on ceremonial occasions, a dark civilian suit. He does not mind the numerous luncheons and dinners he has to attend, likes to go out evenings, to hear opera and ancient music. If he stays home he reads. His library is stocked principally with philosophy, folklore, political and military history and treatises on his other old favorite: map making. He has few friends, but one of his best, oddly enough, is that other able professional, Marshal Pietro Badoglio of Italy. On his 55th birthday General Gamelin married. He and his wife, who is as neutral-toned...
Buxom Mrs. Norton, no tearful, bumbling matron but a toughened politician of Mayor Frank Hague's hard-boiled Jersey City school, well knew what was about to happen. For while her New Deal colleague, ancient Adolph Sabath of Illinois, sat at the head of the long billiard-baized table as Rules Chairman, all eyes watched the committee's real overseer, Eugene ("Goober") Cox of Georgia, head hatchet-man of the conservatives...
Last week the old-line generals of Spain showed signs of banding together once again to repel an invader of their ancient rights and privileges. Fortnight ago General Gonzalo Queipo de Llano, little "tsar" of Andalusia, and General Juan Yagüe, commander of the Moroccan Army Corps, were dismissed from their posts, presumably because of too ardent opposition to the Fascist notions of the youthful, fiery Ramón Serrano Suñer, Generalissimo Francisco Franco's Minister of the Interior and, next to the Generalissimo, Spain's most powerful figure. Last week the list...
...millions of U. S. citizens who follow racing, racing's ancient purpose?Improvement of the Breed?is largely a gag. It is no gag to The Jockey Club's Chairman. It is a business as serious as building up the world's eleventh biggest bank, to which he has devoted two decades. The banking business has not been too good for anybody in the past few years. But for William Woodward the business of breeding and running horses has been fine...