Word: clad
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...opening of the Chicago City Opera last fortnight. The ladies were out in force, for this was a ladies' evening. On the stage, pretty Brazilian Soprano Bidu Sayao (Manhattan's Metropolitan Opera) sang Mozart, Massenet. Verdi in her Chicago debut. The 76-piece orchestra, demurely clad in dark dresses, was all-woman. But it was not quite...
...word of this did Franklin Roosevelt allow to creep into his public utterances. Business has never been the favorite child in his political family. That place has been, reserved for Business' weaker brother, the underprivileged "one third" of the U. S. population ("ill-housed, ill-clad, ill-nourished"). The President was at pains not to show any signs of changed feelings...
...week applause greeted Wrestler Leo Mortensen of Glendale, Calif. - also known as "Milo the Strong Man" - as he skillfully pinned the shoul ders of one Gene Bowman to the mat. A few minutes later a much stronger burst of applause greeted Wrestler Mortensen's sturdy sister Clara as, clad in a uniform which resembled a two-piece bathing suit, she climbed into the ring for a feature match with chunky Maria Gardini. After one fall apiece, Wrestler Mortensen, only moderately flushed by her exertions, suddenly lifted Wrestler Gardini over her head, spun her around a few times, slammed...
Shortly after noon, venerable Auctioneer Nathaniel Bacon Kinsey, clad in frock coat and beaver hat, climbed a platform, whanged a bell, started knocking down dogs. A farmer wanted $50 for his wire-haired "or keep your mouth shut." Another owner demanded "$100 or nothing" for a bird dog. Neither got it. "I am damned tired of these high-valued dogs," hollered Auctioneer Kinsey. "Get me some dogs I can sell for fifty cents. Bring them up here." Setters went for two or three dollars each. Ragged farmers who needed the money tearfully parted with prized hounds (see cut). Children...
...than 14 hours. Following his $100,000 high-speed Lockheed was an old tri-motor Ford from which he planned to refuel in midair, thus tripling his range and obviating many landings in Alaskan mud, on ice hummocks or through fog, all deadly Arctic dangers. For 17 days, parka clad and living on seal meat and 18-month old eggs, Jimmie Mattern scoured the seacoast, the area flanking the 48th meridian and Alaska's mountainous interior. Because his refueling plane crashed just before reaching its destination he had to make the hazardous take-offs and landings he dreaded...