Word: boomings
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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James J. Davis will never be President of the U. S.-nor even Vice President. In 1924 some of his friends at the Republican National Convention were preparing a good-sized boom for him for Vice President. "Boys, that's fine," said Mr. Davis in his jolly fraternal manner, "only don't forget that I was born in Wales...
Meantime, aided by statisticians, prophets indulged in prophesying. The year just closing had been neither a bad year nor a boom. The sales volume, both in dollars and units (cars), would exceed even record-smashing 1925.* That seeming certainty, after the gloomy predictions of last spring, augured well indeed for 1927. The new record would result chiefly from large gains by a few big companies, but gains made at no expense to the small. After any bad year most of the companies set out to recuperate by developing new lines or by cutting prices. This year Detroit anticipated only...
...like a Nebraskan sunflower when he led the fight in the House that overthrew the dictatorship of Speaker "Uncle Joe" Cannon (TIME, Nov. 22). Since 1913 he has been in the Senate. He admits no Republican or Democratic or third party prejudices; no mind but his own controls his booming voice. This autumn he swung into Pennsylvania to herald the campaign of William Bauchop Wilson, Democrat; he is just as liable in the future to dart off to Florida to boom some progressive Republican. "Party ties rest lightly upon me," said he. "I shall be glad to work in unison...
Then there was Governess Ross who talked politics rather than birth control. She said that she had taken her defeat for re-election "like a woman." Although the League of Women Voters is a non-partisan organization, yet there was much boom-business for Nellie Tayloe Ross as 1928 Democratic candidate for Vice President. Had not Governor Alfred Emanuel Smith said that she typified "the woman citizen at her best...
...them-'bicycles' they were called-and went 'scorching' along past the phaetons and runabouts and sulkies and dogcarts and victorias to the mingled amusement and admiration of the people who confined their sporting activities to parchesi, crokinole, the schottische and 'Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay'?" Of course the reader remembers, with gusto. The museum trip continues. ". . . And when Michigan Avenue [the book is dedicated to Chicagoans who turned the century] was a dirt road leading south from the greasy river, past brownstone respectability to prairie pioneering in those windblown, grass-grown suburbs, Oakland...