Word: bows
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...angled for an option on the services of Toscanini. Only this year has he come to begin the season and to conduct the major portion. But when last week his audience stood proudly to greet him and began the expected ovation, the little man quashed it with a quick bow, turned his back, tapped smartly for attention and began the business of the evening. The Overture to Byron's Manfred, the Don Quixote of Richard Strauss and Beethoven's Seventh Symphony-these comprised the Teutonic program which the Great Italian chose to deliver. And then...
...match the earthy eloquence of the Lord Privy Seal, he arose, a somewhat pitiful sight, embarrassed, blushing, twitching at his jacket and ruffling his hair. Finally, he collapsed beneath the table, then suddenly uprose again and in his hand was a fiddle. Upon this fiddle he bent his bow and fiddled out such tunes as "Loch Lomon" and "My Old Kentucky Home." So finally the grinning printers' wives became a little teary and the printers were "Hear ! Hearing" as they never hear-heared before...
...signalling for the vessel to stop. No answer. Pop, pop, pop went three blank shots from the patrol boat. Still no answer. Bang, bang went two 4-lb. shells. The vessel still refused to stop or give her name but the searchlight picked up the lettering Shawnee. upon the bow, a name which the Coast Guard knew as that of a rumrunner built a year ago in Nova Scotia. If she was bound from Bermuda to Halifax, she was 400 miles off her course. Coast Guard craft followed...
...grand joint reunion of the G. A. R. and the United Veterans of the Confederacy. Richard A. Sneed, Commander-in-Chief of the U. V. C., in the first official communication ever sent by his organization to the G. A. R., had warmly acquiesced. Octogenarian John Reese of Broken Bow, Neb., Commander-in-Chief of the G. A. R., exclaimed to his comrades: "It would provide a noble lesson for our children, who after all, will soon govern our nation...
...yard may come of age and sink back into that desirable state of intractable resistance. The new "Route 208" or the recommended Socony medium of travel between Widener and wherever you intend to go, represents a new era in the development of the historic old yard; a graceful bow to the commercialism of the present day in the form of laundry, pressing and cleaning, delivery wagons of all sizes and descriptions, purring furniture vans, and spitting remnants of Ford trucks wheezing around the tarvia track on a mission of mercy in the guise of mercantilism...