Word: blandings
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Enclosed find money order for $5 in payment of my renewal order sent in some time ago-in spite of the giggle about our paternal grandfather Missouri nosepicker Silver Dick Bland (TIME...
...hard feelings. As the current Dick Eland's wife, I might tell you for data on heredity that Grandson Dick Bland picks his nose at table, but has all the other qualities of lovableness and generosity attributed to Silver Dick also. For instance, in a St. Joseph, Mo. hospital lay Silver Dick ill with typhoid and considerably nettled thereof when a green young interne attempted to minister to him. For days the young medico tried to please, but as he rushed into the room in answer to yells was immediately retreated by more bellows of rage and helplessness...
...policemen are as genteel as tall, bland Thomas Wentworth Russell, whose family (the Dukes of Bedford) have been potent in British politics almost continuously since Henry VIII. Few policemen are as magnificent, for his white dress tunic with its glittering scimitar is splattered with stars and medals. Few policemen are busier, for Thomas Wentworth Russell is not only Chief of Cairo's police, but spends much of his time as Director of the Narcotics Intelligence Bureau of Egypt, a position equivalent to that of world's chief narcotic sleuth. Because of his intense campaign to shut...
...John Oliver McReynolds, a Dallas eye man, had Dr. Agramonte's place as Congress president. During the week he became president of the Pan-American Medical Association, succeeding Havana's bland, simpatico Dr. Francisco Maria Fernandez. Ophthalmologist McReynolds' presidency made Dallas doubly proud. His rival for the glory of being Dallas' most prominent eye doctor is Dr. Edward Henry Gary, currently in the public eye as president of the American Medical Association...
...lunch and for dinner, and for a demitasse. There is a very poor movie in all the theatres in town; there is very poor rhum in every bottle in Cambridge; there is a most strident and complaining voice through every fire door in the college. There is the same bland look of innocence on every Freshman's face and the same suave cynicism on every Sophomore's. The bell in Sever rings louder and more frequently. There is no discharge in the war. It is the baleful season. It is Harvard. It is life. It is April Hours...