Word: chants
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Babble on the Twentieth Century, the Broadway Limited and other trains where city boosters habitually chant the monotonous boasts of their micropolities, had a new vigor, vim, elan last week. A Manhattan sociologist, George J. Hecht,* had, in flaying New York City for its sociological bumptiousness, mentioned many a modest U. S. city by very name and indicated the excellencies whereby it surpassed New York. Health, social service, education supplanted rich men, big buildings, great corporations in the train talk. It became possible to exuberate concerning...
After they buried Casey Jones, an old roundhouse Negro worker, Wallace Saunders, began to chant a song about him. In the railroad yards between New Orleans and Chicago, whites and blacks added verse after verse to Casey's epitaph. Soon there were some 50 verses and many a chorus. Eddie Newton and T. Lawrence Seibert converted them into a popular hit. Extracts...
...Glasgow, Scotland, the Students' Union was a bedlam. The air was filled with tobacco smoke, flying playing-cards, the words and music of a slightly ribald chant, "Oh, Aimee, dear Aimee, we all love you so!" Hung in the hall were signs: GOOD OLD WHISKEY! LADIES MAY SMOKE! SCOTCH WHISKEY IS GOOD FOR ALL COMPLEXIONS! Vitreous vessels, onetime containers of whiskey, stout, champagne, were in idle profusion-all dedicated to the embarrassment of Aimee Semple McPherson, notorious evangelist who inadvertently had chosen university election time to speak to the studentry. Pitifully, persistently she tried to make herself heard above...
...their remunerative devotion to the goddess (though Amelia did send her $10,000 reward to Byrd for his Antartic expedition). Soon Elnatein will be sold for "Not a cough in a carload"; and James Joyce's books, because "They are mild--yet they satisfy." Morning, evening, all day long chant the priests "Advertisa is great. Advertisa is great. Blessed be Advertisa, mother of Mammon. Bigger and better advertising...
...even overtones of the thronging metropolis. Last week, at Menlo Park, this renunciation of the world began with the dedication of the chapel by San Francisco's famed Archbishop Hanna. With special mass and a Feast of the Dedication the nuns entered into their new home. Plain chant and the mellow chiming of bells echoed from the vaults. The ceremonies over, the portals of the cloister were sealed. Henceforth the nuns' only communication with friends or relatives is by mail or through the solidly grated windows of the cloister parlor...