Word: beds
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...fine, not so blithe, not so bed-of-rosy will be the lot of the 34 "Honorables" who will be inaugurated Governors of 34 sovereign states in January 1935. Ten years ago they could have looked forward to the peaceful enjoyment of a reasonably good salary for the next two to four years while they devoted themselves to promoting good roads and state parks, to improving state universities and agricultural experiment stations, to making after-dinner speeches, conferring political favors, capitalizing on their political power to get into that Hall of Fame to which all good Governors aspire...
...capital may have a newer and swankier hotel, built between 1924 and 1929, but the farmers, the smalltown lawyers, the minor merchants who compose the bulk of State legislatures are not interested in swank. All they want for their short, frequent sessions is a cheap (about $1.50), convenient bed in a place where they can circulate from room to room swapping stories, dickering deals, playing poker...
...Rabkin is president and owner of International Mutoscope Reel Co., Inc. The company was founded in 1895 to make peep shows of girls going to bed, the cook kissing the policeman and little Johnny getting a spanking. One of the firm's early artists was Mary Pickford, hired to pose at $5 per day when the weather was good. Photographs were taken on the roof of the company's building on 14th Street, under the direction of David Wark Griffith, whose salary was $25 per week. Soon the little company, then called American Mutoscope & Biograph Co., split, Biograph...
Ever since Patricia Maguire fell soundly asleep in February 1932 with sleeping sickness, Chicago reporters have been calling regularly at her house for news (TIME, Feb. 26). Last week they found the young woman sitting up in bed, looking stupidly at a slate. "Pat, raise your right hand," her mother wrote on the slate. Slowly Patricia Maguire raised her right hand. "Raise your index finger." Slowly up went the finger. "Raise two fingers." Slowly she did as she was told...
Languishing in the dingy depths of Stillman infirmary, ailing students yearn for some recreation to relieve the tedium of long days in bed, but when they turn to the library which is provided for them they find only a few dog-eared detective stories and stuffy novels. Compared to the impressive collections of books at college infirmaries like that of Dartmouth, the facilities offered Harvard men appear meager indeed...