Word: beards
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Thoroughly wedded to his work, Artist Saint is in his early 50's, likes to give studio visitors bits of brightly colored glass, potters nervously about his workrooms with sparse reddish hair on end and reddish-grey beard wagging, continuously jots down memoranda, hopes someday to "write the whole Bible in living colors," works with unceasing self-criticism to see that his craftsmanship is perfect, his meanings clear. With true medieval literalism, Artist Saint likes to use genuine prodigals for his Prodigal Sons, combs missions for repentant sinners when one is needed for a window...
Last week NEA delegates clutched at mimeographed copies of the questionnaire, indignantly read therein: "Do you believe in God? Do you believe in any of the doctrines of Communism? Have you ever been in Russia? Do you approve of the writings of Charles A. Beard?" Stormed wiry, liberal U. S. Commissioner of Education John Ward Studebaker: "The implications of the situation in the District of Columbia are of great significance. . . . We can tolerate no dictatorial censorship of thinking and learning." Promptly the convention thundered through a resolution condemning loyalty oaths, the Blanton Rider, "curbs on freedom of teaching...
...series of European conferences after 1919 in which the Allied statesmen tried to evolve from the War a neat, tight, old-fashioned victory settlement with Germany. At these doomed gatherings, now being repudiated by a fresh generation of statesmen, there was no more familiar sight than the large red beard of the amiable British Bohemian, George Slocombe. Twice, he claims in The Tumult & the Shouting, he personally contrived to bring about historic meetings between hostile statesmen: 1) at Geneva in 1927, between Russia's Litvinoff and Britain's Austen Chamberlain; 2) at The Hague in 1929 between France...
...Apologies, No Regrets. Every member of the House of Commons knew that the United Kingdom was about to climb down before the Italian Kingdom when handsome young British Foreign Secretary Anthony Eden rose to speak. In the gallery sat Italian Ambassador Dino Grandi, whose spade beard turned from black to grey during the weeks and months of British-Italian threats and bickering over Ethiopia. Suavely Captain Eden, with the complete aplomb which he gained at Eton, Oxford and in the trenches, told the House that the pro-Ethiopian, pro-League and anti-Italian policy upon which his whole career...
...Morgan's knee. Of circus freaks in general Fellows writes with friendly sympathy. He recalls one Jonathan R. Bass, an ossified man: "He seemed well informed, was fond of conversation, and was an atheist." Once a certain fire-eating man fell in love with the bearded lady, whose place was next his on the sideshow platform. When she spurned him, his love turned to hate. At the next show he suddenly shot his flaming breath at her, singed her precious beard...