Word: crackings
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...from which Commander Arthur H. Yando, White House dentist, extracted a diseased molar last fortnight- was not healing rapidly as it should have. Reason suggested by political reporters- who discarded a new crop of wild rumors that the President was seriously ill-was that the President felt obliged to crack the whip over Congress...
...Elkins Park, an otherwise undistinguished suburb of Philadelphia, Millionaire Joseph Early Widener occupies a stiff Georgian mansion known as Lynnewood Hall. Leathery, spick & span Mr. Widener owns one of the crack racing stables of the world, has Godfathered two swank racetracks-Long Island's Belmont Park and Miami's Hialeah. Less familiar facts about Sportsman Widener are that his Lynnewood Hall contains the choicest private collection of Old Masters in the U. S., that he himself is a cultural servant of Philadelphia. In that capacity last week 64-year-old "Joe" Widener became the centre...
Equally disastrous for those who "crack" Widener many times during the year are the turnstiles at the entrance. Instead of being able to walk straight in to the library entrance hall, the student finds that the "entrance" turnstiles are to the right and left...
...glad that these German officers have not been replaced by Soviet military experts, and anyhow the German Republic which preceded the Nazis unfortunately gave up the extraterritorial rights of Germans in China. Therefore, perspired Colonel Ott, the Nazis today dare not antagonize the Chinese who could turn around and crack down in their native courts upon Germans any day-whereas U. S., British, French and Japanese citizens in China still are protected by their precious "extraterritorial rights...
...prediction tickled her (says she) more than the praise and plaudits which operatic fame have since brought her. The seer told her "that a new door was slowly opening for me, a door leading to great success in another branch of art." At ten the door opened a crack when Mme Lehmann sold poems to Berlin's Der Tag. In that struggling season she was still being told that she had "no voice." With occasional articles, a book of memoirs, she managed to keep her foot in the door. Last winter in Vienna Lotte Lehmann wedged her way right...