Word: band
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...MUSIC BEGINS PLAYING LIVELY MARCH HOUSELIGHTS GO OUT ONLY BLACK VELVET CURTAINS ILLUMINATED STOP MEGAPHONES ANNOUNCE MISS GERMANY WILL FIRST APPEAR STOP BAND THIRTY MUSICIANS STOPS OVERTURE STOP PAUSE THREE MINUTES FOLLOWS ALL FOOTLIGHTS TURNED...
...that' fell upon the ears of 4,000 tottering Confederate veterans, their wives and progeny gathered last week in Charlotte, N. C., for their thirty-ninth reunion. They were a lean, wiry lot, with 84-year-old drummer boys as youngsters of the gathering. The U. S. Marine Band played "Dixie." So great was the excitement that two oldsters were hospitalized. One died. Old codgers sat about swapping stories of Fair Oaks, Chickamauga, Spottsylvania Court House. Time, for a few days, was turned back for these lingering old men to a better, brighter land...
...Manhattan is a dance hall called Roseland. Here, in a ballroom, wide and long, two orchestras manufacture music which substitutes speed and clamor for melody and merriment. Here, with set faces, dances nightly a band of "hostesses." From vaudeville (where they have failed) they come, from little towns that seemed too slow, from little flats that seemed too small. Dancing is no pleasure to them. Dancing is their business. Be it the breath of a drunken sailor that blows warm past their cheeks or the wit of the dullest tomlinson that assails their ears, they must dance and sometimes smile...
Twenty years ago dapper, whiskered Augusto B. Leguia was President of Peru. A band of rebels, irked at his administration, entered the presidential palace by stealth and kidnaped him. Slim-waisted, short-legged, he was no match at all for his captors. Before the alarm could be given he had been hustled off to Inquisition Square some blocks away. There a written resignation was thrust into his hand. He was ordered to sign on pain of death...
...edging them slowly toward the corral. The corral has a funnel shaped entrance wide at the outside. Into the wide part troop the unsuspecting horses, then the passageway narrows and soon they pour through the funnel's spout and into the pen. Last week Catcher Skelton and his band, either because of natural exuberance or because of the upsetting effect of a bad thunderstorm, stampeded a bunch of horses on their way to the corral. There followed a thundering herd effect which would have gladdened any cinemactor's heart. The lightning flashed. The thunder banged. The cowboys whooped...