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...Wayne, Ind., Mrs. Dorothy Johnson was told that her four-year-old son had fallen into a cistern. She dived in. Neighbors rescued her, took her home to find her son there safe & sound...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miscellany: Taffy | 11/24/1930 | See Source »

...great has been the Virginia drought that the water in the cistern at the Rapidan camp was last week reduced to a few inches. On the advice of caretakers the President limited his week-end guest list to three. At the camp he saw his son Herbert Hoover Jr. who next month will be removed to Asheville, N. C., to continue his fight against tuberculosis...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: THE PRESIDENCY: The Hoover Week: Oct. 27, 1930 | 10/27/1930 | See Source »

...transformed from a querulous princess intrigued by a captive prophet into a voluptuous animal crying brutally for the love, the body, the life of Jochanaan. Her Dance of the Seven Veils was lascivious, her entreaties to Herod for the prophet's head brutal and wanton. At the cistern during Jochanaan's execution (unlike Mary Garden in the same role) she was all animal thirsting for blood, listening for death struggle sounds that did not come. When she raised the cloth on the silver platter to kiss the dead lips listeners sat in amazement at the incompatible hate and golden singing...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: International A? | 9/22/1930 | See Source »

...Shadyville, Ohio, one William Baker was arrested for chicken-stealing. A dressed chicken, discovered in his cistern, was taken in evidence. To preserve it for a September grand jury, the fowl was sent to an undertaker, embalmed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miscellany: Sitters | 8/19/1929 | See Source »

...just one fault. He said that my supreme ability to feel, which he thought was greater than in any other girl's poetry he had ever read, had conquered everything else. Do you see? In the great wave of emotion, which overflows all our psychological dikes into the cistern that we call "poetry", I was slowly but surely drowning myself. "Your surrender is always too complete," he said. "You give too much, always." (No, I like this way better...

Author: By G. K. W., (BY OUR HANDY MAN) | Title: THE CRIME | 1/12/1929 | See Source »

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