Word: cannonization
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...sheriff figured he would need 600 deputies. In the same ratio, an army of 36,000 would be required to overcome the Chrysler sitters. Harmless were the big manifolds which, mocking the National Guard one-pounders wheeled out for the G. M. strike, they set up to look like cannon (see cut). Far from innocuous were the clubs and blackjacks with which they had armed themselves, the great iron bins lined three deep inside plant gates, filled with such missiles as bolts, pipe joints, grenade-sized automobile parts. "Troops might get through here," a striker confided to Scripps-Howard...
...Evergreen", with the English Jessie Matthews, is a pleasant enough companion. In spots the imitation of American musicomedies, even to a Busby Berkely dance scene in a cannon factory, is so exaggerated as to be funny in itself. But the picture can well stand on its own and Jessie Matthew's feet...
...later collaborated with him on a syndicated newspaper column, accompanied him on innumerable trout fishing expeditions, wrote his biography when he died (TIME, Nov. 25, 1935). Tertius van Dyke moved from Manhattan's Park Avenue Presbyterian Church to quiet Washington after his marriage, in 1924, to Mary Elizabeth Cannon. In Washington the van Dykes have reared a girl and two boys. When Headmaster Gibson last year asked Tertius van Dyke to take over Gunnery while he went on a vacation, Brother-in-law van Dyke shouldered his duties ably. Upon deciding last week to become a schoolmaster for good...
Sympathy for individuals with special grievances ought not to sweep the Council off a firm footing. Though the latest investigation pops gently in cars tuned to cannon-like reports on Tutoring Schools and House Athletics, it shows now alive the body is to the troubles of the undergraduates. The same energy could well be hitched to heavier wagons than language probation...
...Iron Duke", of which the only thing that can be said is that Arliss is Arliss, and a poorer one than usual. His usually quizzical expression is frozen into a leering grimace and glassy stare by the awful grandeur of Waterloo. Platitudes fall more thickly than the cannon-balls, and the attempts at humour miss their mark as widely as do the French gunners. Not even the Tsar of Russia, the King of Prussia and the King of France can save this bit of historical mummery from utter deadliness. But even this shouldn't keep anyone away from "Liebelei...