Word: caning
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Suddenly a tall powerfully built Brazilian shouldered his way through the crowds and started across the imperial right of way. He carried a short heavy cane. He was followed by a large powerfully built dog. With his free hand he helped a slight and rather frightened Senhora over the cobbles...
Just as the beet and the cane furnish the raw material for candy, so the raw material of the small-town newspaper is names, names, names. The more local names the local editor can cram into his columns, the more money he makes. The well known sources of this raw material are "social functions," "church and club activities," departures from and returns to town, etc. Every local editor draws upon them as fast as typewriters...
...waltz. There was no confusion. The diplomats did not hear a single ribald chuckle of jazz; the charity strutters were not bored by the supplications of fiddle strings. Reporters asked Dr. Heyl questions. Said he: "The partition is made of hair felt, supported by thin boards of sugar-cane fibre, and the musical sounds become tangled and lost in this wilderness of hair and fibre. Hair, fibre and similar pliable substances, we have found, enmesh and deaden sound which would vibrate through the strongest steel...
...race, religion or record in the social register were lined up in a big queue. Shortly before 10 o'clock about 100 were admitted to the building, but the rest never got any further. An officer in full uniform wearing a colonel's insignia, jauntily swinging a bamboo cane and with a chest swelling beneath a row of ribbands, came up attended by his wife, sister, father-in-law. The crowd cheered for "Billy" Mitchell. He went into the building bowing to friends hither and yon. In the court room within were batteries of cameras, reporters, learned counsel...
...money. The office fails and you go home with the various people whose lives centre in it. A stenographer has to forget the junior partner and marry her boyfriend. The stupid figurehead of the firm trembles, tells his wife. Clerks curse, get other jobs. The junior partner brandishes his cane, plans to run away and be a heman; slinks to his father instead. The crooked partner plans another office. Author Asch seems to know his Wall Street and hate it thoroughly. Striking as an experiment, his book never gets beyond its starting point...