Word: doors
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...retiring to Vermont, he replied: "Well, for a year or two I am going to whittle." The other tale: A taxi-driver drew up at the White House with an inquiring look. The President, just coming out, nodded. Off his seat leaped the taxi-driver and opened his taxi door. President Coolidge paid no heed. A detective told the taximan that the President's nod had merely been a greeting, not a summons.. . . Next day, walking with his detectives, President Coolidge ejaculated: "Say, do you think that taxi driver was disappointed...
Harry Emerson Fosdick, pastor of the Park Avenue Baptist Church, attended and argued for a form of confessional in Protestant churches as a means of relief. Said he: "The confessional, which Protestantism threw out the door, is coming back through the window, in utterly new forms, to be sure, with new methods and with an entirely new intellectual explanation appropriate to the Protestant churches, but motivated by a real determination to help meet the inward problems of individuals. Clergymen are giving different names to this form of activity such as 'trouble clinics', 'personal conferences on spiritual problems...
...last week. A meagre English wage earner disappears over the hills of dreams into an Eastern land. He murders the ruler; rules in his stead; smiles at his consort, a fair but evil-tempered English girl. She plots his death with an envious sheik; he escapes through a secret door; awakes; relieved that life is monotonous, secure. This difficult, often beautiful fantasy was given by the resolute group that is left from the defunct Neighborhood Playhouse.* They gave it well on an obviously limited expense account. Why it has never been given by a commercial manager in Manhattan became apparent...
...scene was familiar: the line from the box office curling halfway round the block; taxis snarling at one another, limousines haughtily shouldering their way through; crowded lobbies and scalpers asking $50 apiece for seats from last-minute bidders; Thomas J. Bull, silk-hatted, correct, taking tickets at the door he has tended for 37 years; General Manager Giulio Gatti-Casazza, hands in his pockets, stealing in among the standees to take the temperature at trie beginning of his 20th season...
...selection of the "Tristram" of Edwin Arlington Robinson to make him the "one" of the Literary Guild has had a curious effect. From being a poet more dabbled in at the poetry shelf of the library than read, he has suddenly seen America make a beaten path to his door, with the Literary Guild as forest guide. He can never hope to equal the Poet of the People, but "Isolt of the white hands" fifty thousand times iterated is a respectable showing. The pleasantest part of it is that he has lost no part of his poetic dignity...