Word: chopped
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...players. A grade below were other famous names, easily distinguishable from each other-Richard Norris Williams II, the most brilliant half-volleyer in history, Wallace Johnson, a sporting-goods salesman who seemed always trying to compensate for his plebeian occupation by the languidly patrician gestures of his chop-strokes, Vincent Richards, who remained almost perpetually the boy wonder of U. S. tennis. When Johnston retired, Richards turned professional, Williams grew too veteran to be brilliant for more than a day at a time, there appeared on the scene a great second-growth of younger players. These-George Lott, John...
...late Mr. Bedford lived in Westport, Conn., commuted five days a week to his Manhattan office. He had white chop whiskers like the late George F. Baker's, a fondness for gardens and horses (especially trotters which he still drove at 80), an antipathy to tobacco and liquor. In business he was stern, having received late training (after 40) in the hard school that was old Standard Oil. Rockefeller, Pratt, Archbold and Rogers were among his teachers in that school...
Soon as possible after matriculation, Antioch freshmen are sent out to work. Some are prepared for it by studying in "gangs" under their resident Professor of Work, C. 0. Schaub, an able, experienced Virginia agronome. The Glenn Gang goes down into Glen Helen to clear underbrush and chop firewood; other gangs do painting, cleaning, repairing of college buildings and equipment. For this work they are paid, their earnings increasing with their responsibilities. Early in their career they take a course in "Personal Accounting and Finance" which trains them to care for their money. Then Antioch sends them out into business...
...followers some of the more attractive taverns that they too might experience the joys of the epicure before the Pops or a movie. The Vagabond has ever cared deeply for the Olympia. Every now and again American food becomes too prosaic, too jading for the appetite. Then a baked chop, rice cooked with the aid of some occult Greek necromancy, and Baclava make a meal worth the cating. Down near the market there is the restaurant which was an institutions of our fathers', Durgin's. A good trustworthy place. The Vagabond finds it, that satisfies the most lusty paunch...
...world, the greatest personal power in U. S. finance, and yet, unlike Ford or Rockefeller, his name alone would not carry. Mr. Baker would have to be explained, but there was scarcely a note in all the newspaper files with which to particularize the remote legend of a chop-whiskered old man of great wealth. His philanthropies were many, exceeding in recent years $12,000,000. To Harvard he, a non-college man, gave the $5,000.000 foundation for the School of Business Administration. But in all his life he gave only one real interview and that...