Word: crosse
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...crowd jostled and babbled, stood tiptoe to see over itself. Those who fainted were removed to a dozen handy Red Cross stations. On most lips was a question: Would the Pope ride on a resplendent podium, borne on the shoulders of twelve stalwarts? Or, as he had suggested, would he walk? Everyone hoped that he would ride. Pius XI is 72. He would have to carry the weighty monstrance containing the Host. The day was hot. Besides, riding, he could be seen better...
Bouillion v. Briand. Stout, excitable Deputy Franklin-Bouillion, who was Minister of Propaganda during the War and now leads the obstreperous Left Unionist Bloc, was last week the first anti-ratifica-tionist to cross a potent sword with M. Briand as the Foreign Minister assumed the Government's defense. With fire and slash M. Franklin-Bouillion sought to destroy by an emotional onslaught the Government's chief logical reason why France must ratify her debt agreement not later than Aug. 1 next. On that date, as M. Poin-caré had incessantly reminded the Chamber, there would fall...
...Spalding & Bros., official ball manufacturers† maintained that the "lively" ball is a myth, that no change had been made since 1909, when the cork centre was introduced. When the New York Telegram, crusading against the "lively" ball, last week produced cross-sections of a 1919 ball and of a 1929 ball to show that the 1929 ball contains a layer of rubber not found in its 1919 ancestor, Julian W. Curtiss, Spalding president, wrote to the Telegram: "Let me assure you that the life of the ball has not been changed since 1920." He left the inference, satisfying...
...happens to be his fireman. While they are milling around the train is wrecked. Later there are backgrounds offering great chances for photography-the engine shops, a Mississippi flood-but they are presented so conveniently that their importance leaks out of the picture. Chaney redeems himself bringing a Red Cross train over tracks covered with water to a flooded town. There is no dialog but plenty of noise-a monotonous scraping sound no more like the big-bellied voice of a real train than the imitation puffing that any trap-drummer can produce with a pair of wire brushes. Chaney...
...Division, you lived with them, you fought with them, you died with them and you won with them. What do you think of them? Do you think they are worthy to be called your comrades?' And from every town and village in France, from every tomb under a wooden cross in military cemeteries, a wonderful voice will answer me: 'They are not our comrades, they are our brothers; their blood is our blood; our brotherhood and comradeship, the brotherhood and comradeship of France and America, which was sealed under the shadow of death...