Word: bearding
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Robert Dollar, 84-year-old President of the Dollar Steamship Co. (San Francisco), reached New York on the President Van Buren, rested from his fourth trip around the world in five years. Newsgatherers told him his line will equip its new ships with airplanes. He wagged his square white beard with approval. "It's a nice idea," he grunted, "for people in a hurry. I have never ridden in an airplane. I do not intend to." Widow Roosevelt, Parson Cadman, Producer Anderson, Editor Lorimer, with 1531 fellow-passengers, arrived on the Majestic...
...seen and his voice was heard in Manhattan. The Movietone of the firm of William Fox accomplished the trick. Mr. Shaw was caught walking idly in his garden. Suddenly he stopped, faun-like, and looked into the camera as if it were just a jolly surprise. Then, with his beard close to the camera, he began to talk and confess to the public what a genial and gentle old fellow he really is. He made faces, explaining that he can look like Benito Mussolini and then, in a jiffy, look like his benevolent self. He pulled out his watch, said...
Last week the focus of this ebullient international incident was a Berlin cab driver, "Iron Gustav" Hartmann, 69. Clad in a neat navy blue great coat, beaming behind his reddish beard, and nursing a fat cigar, "Iron Gustav" rode triumphantly up the Champs Elysees, acknowledging the chorus of perhaps ironic "Vives!" with stately bows and majestic flourishings of his high, white stovepipe...
Joyously the Latin Quarter students, who make it a prankish point to always use fiacres instead of taxis, assembled 39 of their favorite and seediest cab drivers at the Porte de Pantin, to greet jovial Red Beard Hartmann when he drove in last week. For the rest, Tout Paris is ever ready to join in good-humored shouts at a spectacle so nice as a parade of 40 old men and 40 old nags up the Champs Elysees and on to the Eiffel Tower...
...Cheek and J. Will Neal worked for a wholesale grocer at Nashville. Mr. Cheek's job was to sell coffee to the general stores of Tennessee hill villages. He rode a saddle horse and carried coffee samples in his saddle bags. At that time he affected a pointed beard. When he came home from a trip he would potter around his kitchen oven roasting experimental blends of coffee. He used twelve-pint coffee pots for brewing his blends. His eight sons and one daughter guard those pots as heirlooms. Two of these sons sell Dodge cars in Tennessee...