Word: cadillacs
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Passion for Reds. Last week, campaigning for renomination and a third term in the Senate, he was at it again. At 68 he was an ugly little figure; sometimes, as he whirled across the countryside in his sleek, grey Cadillac, he wrapped a red scarf around his big, balding head to keep hoarseness away. Each morning he put on a fresh white shirt and a red tie; each night he slept in red pajamas. He made three speeches (averaging two hours each) and smoked nine cigars...
...admired her legs. Said one observer in a hoarse aside: "Don't tell me that's peasant stock." High point of the visit was a banquet staged by the Detroit Committee of Russian Relief, Inc. It was held in the cream and red ballroom of the Book-Cadillac Hotel. It was a real party-bald heads gleamed like large opals and many of the female capitalists saluted the Kremlin by wearing orchids...
...higher than previous ones. None of the increase will be absorbed by dealers. The new f.o.b. prices, all for the popular four-door sedans, are: Dodge DeLuxe, $1,176; De Soto DeLuxe, $1,251; Chrysler Royal, $1,353; Pontiac Six, $1,127; Oldsmobile, $1,163; Buick, $1,250; Cadillac, $1,794; Nash, $1,119; Packard Six, $1,510; Hudson, $1,257; Lincoln, $1,919; Mercury, $1,241; Studebaker, $1,158. The new prices are substantially above those of 1942. Example: Ford DeLuxe four-door sedan will be $995 instead...
Next day the delegates drove along boulevards, where ill-fed Parisiennes in gay print frocks strolled beneath the blooming chestnuts, and swung through the faded green wooden gates into the courtyard of the Luxembourg Palace. A black, bullet-proof Cadillac yielded a grey, tired-looking Molotov. As the courtyard clock struck 4, an oldfashioned, boxlike Daimler arrived. Red-faced, breathing heavily, Ernie Bevin half ran up the steps as if afraid he would be late...
...Mina's reception over, the Aleman caravan set out again in the midday glare, the candidate's black Cadillac sedan at its head. When the procession reached the end of the International Highway's hard surface, construction gangs served mezcal, drunk with maguey worm salt. Thereafter the road became a mule path that dipped into canyon beds, clung to mountainsides. The sun grew hotter, the dust thicker; passengers climbed out to lighten loads. In streams-shallow at the dry season-drivers parked to cool their tires...