Word: caps
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...President of the Chamber of Deputies. The men of Vichy had no use for the man of Lyon. He retired to his hilltop house in the upper Rhone Valley. In 1942's summer a visitor, Rightest Deputy C.J. Fernand-Laurent found him there, dressed in sweater and cap, smoking his pipe, culling mushrooms in his garden, sighing gently over a thin rabbit stew and the last of his wine. One thing made Edouard Herriot openly indignant: Vichy had sent a policeman to take note of his visitors, remarks, gestures-"even in the bathroom. . . . Now, wasn't that dishonorable...
...among the deferred seven was WPB's No. 3 executive, big, hardheaded Julius Albert ("Cap") Krug, 36, father of two. "Cap" Krug sparkplugs WPB as vice chairman in charge of production programs. He learned power technique inside out as a kind of general manager for the Tennessee Valley Authority. He also learned how to get along with industrialists-and Congressmen. This wisdom he has needed in Washington. On WPB he became chairman of the potent requirements committee, and director of the Office of War Utilities; is indisputably one of Washington's genuine key men. Chairman Don Nelson says...
Died. Joseph C. (Crosby) Lincoln, 73, folksy, voluminous Cape Cod-born Cape Cod novelist; of a heart ailment; in Winter Park, Fla. Apple-cheeked son and grandson of sea captains, between his first novel (Cap'n Eri, 1904) and his last (The Bradshaws of Harniss, 1943), he usually summered on the Cape, wintered elsewhere, stub-penciled more than a book a year...
What Big Teeth You Have. With disarming modesty, Author Adler confesses that only recently has he begun to think about war and peace at all. But this is only mock modesty, the grandmother's cap which Adler wears to distract attention from his sharp eyes and wolf's teeth. Walter Lippmann, Herbert Hoover, Hugh Gibson, Sumner Welles, the editors of the New York Times and the Popes of Rome are a few of the more important thinkers on war and peace who feel the crunch of the Adler incisors...
...sporting a wooden necktie which could be painted any color to suit the mood of the wearer. Vollard and other dealers enabled him to buy a small farm near Paris. There, between the wars, Vlaminck lived, with his wife and two daughters. Dressed in an English tweed shooting cap, open-neck shirt, breeches and puttees, Vlaminck farmed, painted, wrote poetry, drove his big racing car at high speed across the countryside. Today, though he probably does not know it, there is a rising U.S. market for Maurice de Vlaminck's pictures, at prices from...