Word: carly
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...were driven up Pennsylvania Ave., as 150,000 people became hoarse. President Coolidge and another 150,000 were waiting in the vicinity of the Washington Monument. Radio Announcer Graham McNamee was telling the rest of the land: "Here comes the guard of honor ahead of Lindbergh's car. . . . The cavalrymen with drawn sabres make a dashing picture. . . . Here's the boy. . . . He comes forward unassuming, quiet, a little stoop in his shoulders. . . . Now I will turn the microphone to the reviewing stand, where President Coolidge and the boy Lindbergh stand quietly together...
Into the Central Station at Warsaw glided a long sleeping -car train from Berlin. It bore Comrade* A. P. Rosengolz, expelled Soviet Charge d'Affaires to Great Britain, who was en route last week back to Moscow (TIME, May 13). Stepping from the train, M. Rosengolz was greeted warmly by Comrade Peter Lazarevitch Vojkov, Soviet Minister to Poland, very generally believed to be an official who signed the death warrants of the late Tsar Nicholas II and his family. Arm in arm, the two Comrades entered the station buffet, ordered tall glasses of steaming tea. The train would wait...
Into the hamlet of Ruiz, State of Nayarit, there glided to a stop last week a funeral train from Los Angeles, Calif., and the Presidential Special from Mexico City. Deft, the engineers of these trains brought them to a halt in such a way that the salon car in which rode President Plutarco Elias Calles came to rest exactly opposite the funeral car in which the body of his late wife had been brought from Los Angeles, guarded by the President's trusted friend, onetime President Alvaro Obregon (TIME, June 13). The President and one-armed Veteran Fighter Obregon...
Recently, Mr. Lyle, thus afflicted, was out riding with one William Weaver, who was demonstrating to him an automobile. Suddenly Mr. Weaver was prodded with a pistol by Mr. Lyle, who ordered him out of the car, and then drove swiftly away with it, leaving Demonstrator Weaver irate, helpless...
...three years will they see the midsummer aura of languidness seize what is wont to be an alert and nervous university town; and not until then will they be able to enjoy in unrivalled possession the wide spaces of Mount Auburn Street where, safe from the deadly student motor car, they may amble at peace, buried is Harris and Bierwirth. Sophomores and Juniors, and even roaming. Seniors shall pass away, but these, the darlings of the riverbank, shall not pass away immediately...