Word: coate
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Manhattan. Fortune Gallo has convinced the U. S. public that it is not necessary to pay eight dollars for a seat in order to attend an opera. For half that sum, or a quarter of it, one can share in a holiday that casts no dishonor upon a dinner coat, can offer flowers and shout "Bis!" and strut in the lobby between the acts with a fine air of having bought one's own cigaret. At the large-sized Century Theatre, Mr. Gallo's capable traveling company opened with Tosca. A new tenor, Franco Tafuro of Lima...
...fanfare and a crush which it has never equaled. For the first time there was standing room only and not enough of that in the Press Box. Mrs. Woodrow Wilson was showered with bouquets. The Maharajah of Patralia (India) wore a blue turban, pink earrings, gold bracelets, frock coat. Senator Raoul Dandurand‡ of Canada was elected President of the present League Assembly (the 6th) on the first ballot and took up his duties; to the satisfaction of the Commonwealth because he is Canadian, to the delight of France because he is of French-Canadian descent. Said...
Half into his coat, he looked once more. They were certainly all there?the Kiwanis, the Elks, the Rotarians, the Civitan Club, the presidents of the various golf clubs, Chambermen of Commerce. There was Mayor Sims. But what were they doing to those two whippersnappers...
...Cleveland, 200 ambitious, attentive young men, about to be sworn in as attorneys, listened to the words of a grim jurist in a shovel-tail coat-a gentleman whose pointed head, lean yellow face and sardonic lip bristle gave him a Mephistophelian air, but whose words were admonitory, noble, penetrating. He-Chief Justice Carrington T. Marshall of the Ohio Supreme court-was flaying the professional ethics of Clarence D arrow, famed champion of Leopold, Loeb and the Ape. Said he, referring to the Scopes trial (TIME, July...
...well-brushed, playful, black Pomeranian dog followed, six years ago, the coffin of his master to its pit in the local cemetery. Clods fell on the coffin. He wagged his tail. His master was down there, hiding. Last week the dog, shaggy now and truculent, lame with age, his coat gnarled and his old bones stiff, stretched out to die. For six years, fed by marveling neighbors, he had kept watch over the grave...