Word: coolingly
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Candidate Smith, like many another U. S. statesman and politician, enjoys an occasional cocktail and highball, relishes a stein of cool Münchener beer. Candidate Smith is no alcoholic, no inebriate. Neither secretaries nor friends can recall when overindulgence has forced him to shirk his official duties.' Unless all who drink are drinking men, TIME would not classify him as a drinking...
Along the green and white, cool coast from San Francisco to Grants Pass, Ore. (482 miles), a man in moccasins ran lightly and slowly, living up to a name. He, Flying Cloud, Indian Marathoner, first reached the post office in Grants Pass, beating Melika, 58-year old Zufri, and Chief Ukiah, puffing miles behind. him. Flying Cloud won $5,000. Another $5,000 was divided among the men who finished...
Chicken a la King. Now that summer has come, it is good to see Ford Sterling on the silver screen. He has a cool countenance and, at one point, he becomes covered with snow. In a quiet way he is funny. He plays a middle-aged married man named Horace Trundle who is shorn of his bankroll by two chorus girls in the accepted Gentlemen Prefer Blondes fashion. In the end, his wife, Erne (Carol Holloway), gets him back. The cast is capable: Nancy Carroll as one of the girls...
Bowers. Comfortably cool in this igloo in the desert, Democrats confidently expected a feast of oratory. Traditionally, the party's sessions have been marked by eloquent appeals to the memory of Thomas Jefferson, Grover Cleveland and Woodrow Wilson. This year the keynote speech of Claude Gernade Bowers, historian and editorial writer for the New York Evening World, was awaited with more than usual interest. Keynoter Bowers had won great and sudden fame at a Jackson Day dinner (TIME, Jan. 23), by a brilliant attack upon the Harding "gang." In an era when oratory rarely moves, he stirred righteous indignation...
...slow, subtle torture of intimidation; their exquisite object, that black-eyed mignon, Ardrington's adopted daughter. They employed for their villainous purposes thugs from London's underworld, and a beautiful Spanish matron whom they installed at the Ritz. But they had not reckoned with Martin's cool audacity, nor his marriageability, nor the girl he loved. And they had not reckoned with Oppenheim's suave agility in leading his knaves through smooth intricacies to their just desserts...