Word: dogged
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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With quieter eloquence but no less feeling than Senator George Graham Vest displayed in his famed "Tribute to a Dog," Mrs. Geraldine Rockefeller Dodge, rich and gracious wife of Remington Arms Co.'s board chairman, declared last week on receiving the Chappel Foundation Plaque for signal devotion to dogdom...
...last decade there has been a distinct advance in the position of the dog. His steady rise in public esteem and the increased acknowledgment of his definite part in complex human relations is encouraging. The dog does not contend, he merely adds his measure to qualities of which this world has never had enough. Loyalty is a favorite word in our vocabularies. It is a luminous word, direct and simple. May we pledge it anew to the cause of those quiet friends who have helped us to interpret and define its meaning...
...mere political gesture to colored constituents was this appointment, however, for William Hastie, Knoxville born, is rated one of the ablest Negro lawyers in the U. S. He was graduated from Amherst magna cum laude, went to Harvard Law School and became one of Felix Frankfurter's "Hot Dog Boys." He and his .cousin Charles H. Houston are the only two Negroes ever to have served on the editorial board of the Harvard Law Review. He has taught law in Howard (Negro) University in Washington, practiced it with his cousin's Washington law firm, Houston & Houston...
...mother and grandfather sing. When the robbers hide a stocking full of gold in the hurdy-gurdy, the fun starts. Unable to get at the booty, the robbers get the elders drunk, drag the hurdy-gurdy away with the boy asleep on top. Boy and hurdy-gurdy, mule and dog then endure a series of escapades. They drift about a lake in a rowboat. They are jailed. They climb the Alps and get lost in the snow. They meet a jolly hermit. They foil the robbers who follow them disguised as minstrels in an empty beer keg on wheels. Finally...
...Franz Schubert, accompanies the pictures so well that only 400 words are necessary. Technically, however, The Robber Symphony is early Keystone. The sound grinds, roars, squeaks. The photography is mostly bad, the acting lugubriously burlesqued, the fantasy laid on with a shovel. Two of the least unsuccessful fantasies: The dog's tail wagging to rhumba music; the dog wetting a man's trouser-leg because he will not give a penny for the music...