Word: angeles
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Maurice Tillet is an amiable Frenchman who recently journeyed to the U. S. to engage in wrestling bouts. His nickname is "The Angel." Much excited by photographs of his monstrous head were four enterprising young anthropologists at Harvard, Carlton Stevens Coon, Hallam Leonard Movius Jr., Carl Coleman Seltzer and William Herbert Sheldon Jr. They wanted to measure it. Last week they announced that they had indeed taken the Angel's measurements...
Interesting to the world as a high-policy byplay, this Asama Maru incident was fascinating to the 512 former crew members of the scuttled German liner Columbus, who, last week, were still dawdling deliciously on San Francisco's Angel Island: exercising, playing games, eating three bulky U. S. meals per day, fishing for pogies & perch off Angel Island stringers and smoking the catch for 'tween-meal tidbits, going to one movie a week as guests of the U. S. Army across the island at Fort McDowell. Now that they might not travel in Japanese ships, as planned...
...first time that Herr Thyssen, the sorely disillusioned "angel" of National Socialism, had so publicly recorded his sympathy for the poor of any country. And as he continued the interview, it developed that his chief concern was not so much for what the Nazis are doing to the poor of Germany as it was for what they are doing to German men of property. That is plenty...
...Manager Pojello (still a wrestler himself at 42) wisely avoided the more hippodromic Manhattan wrestling syndicates (Jack Pfeffer's "Bums," etc.), picked up with Boston's Paul Bowser. Bowser, now the Angel's matchmaker, recognizes one Steve Casey as U. S. champion, claiming for this crown an unbroken line of descent all the way back to Frank Gotch, who retired as champion in 1913. Other current "recognized" U. S. champions: Veteran Jim Londos (N. Y., Pa., & Calif.) ; Bronko Nagurski and/or Bobby Bruns (Midwest); Everett Marshall (Rocky Mts.). None of these prize beeves has yet offered the Angel...
Behind the massive, masklike face that looks like something out of a Coney Island mirror, the Angel is not a bad egg. Well-manicured and groomed, his pilgarlic pate usually covered in public with a beret, he reads authors such as Paul Bourget (Le Disciple), speaks hoarse but genteel French and smatterings of four other tongues, avoids crowds when...