Word: blacks
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Through the streets of Manhattan's dusky Harlem last week trundled a procession of black noise and magnificence, led by a sleek touring car on whose back perched a fattish, blinking, middle-aged Negro in a brown tweed suit whose peculiarity is that he recognizes himself as God. Behind Major J. ("Father") Divine rode a squadron of his women cultists straddling big brewery horses. Humbler worshipers followed in cars, trucks and afoot, in a line that stretched back through the hot streets almost a mile. "PEACE IS WONDERFUL!" shouted bright placards. "PEACE! PEACE!" Occasion for this celebration...
...only one who ever gets his picture in the newspapers. Numerous normal politicians were running for office but the only candidate whose name the rest of the country heard was Rev. Gerald Burton Winrod. He is 39, a grey-eyed, deep-voiced radio spellbinder from Wichita, with black hair like William Jennings Bryan's, an evangelist whose congregation is "the entire United States and Canada." Because it looked last week as though Mr. Winrod might win the Republican nomination for Senator from three less colorful opponents, Chairman John D. M. Hamilton of the Republican National Committee clarioned...
...black and white, Catholic, Baptist or Episcopal, the New Deal has revived the Christian spirit of America. The man who today sits in the White House is a great Christian. He has chosen me as his first assistant. Now, are you going to let that man down? If there is a God in Heaven your vote will be no! . . . God bless each and every...
...designed this hall. You have admired it, yes. Ah, but you should have seen it when my husband, King Ferdinand, was laid out there at the far end in Death-it was beautiful!" The ladies of the Court, by express command of the Dowager Queen, mourned her not in black but in a color she had described as violet Cardinal. While her body was laid last week beside that of King Ferdinand in the royal vault, her heart was cut out by her instructions, to be placed in a mauve-lined silver casket, enshrined in the chapel at Marie...
Last fortnight, at the second-run Ritz Theatre in Los Angeles, audiences chuckled good-naturedly at Producer Buell's novelty horse opera, but only once did they really howl : when three-foot-nine Hero Billy Curtis, pursuing three-foot-nine villain Little Billy, galloped off on a black pony, was soon scooting along on a white pony, finished the chase on the black. Trouble with The Terror of Tiny Town, Producer Buell was soon to realize, was that without a few normal-sized folks for contrast, midgets appear much like other people. Next time out, Producer Buell...