Word: dying
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...learn the language. She was 19, sparkling, as she is today. The Kaiser was interested; so was the Crown Prince. The Hofmarshall brought her an invitation to appear at the Palace one night. She must wear black or lavender and gloves, for the court was in mourning. But Die Farrar never wore black, or lavender?they weren't becoming?and she never wore gloves when she sang. She would wear white or she would not go. The Hofmarshall trembled. He would see what could be done?and Farrar wore white...
...Juliette, when she sang the chamber scene in bed, on her back; in Tosca, after she had lighted the candle coming from back stage, a burning white line from the tip of the flame to her beaded train; in Carmen and Zaza, less artistic, perhaps, just as exciting; in Die K�nigskinder, a radiant creature in rags with long golden hair and a golden crown with jagged peaks such as children cut from cardboard, and real live geese (her own innovation) flocking around...
...second member of the U. S. Radio Commission to die. Commissioner John F. Dillon died in September. Last week Commissioner Henry A. Bellows, high power salesman of his own optimistic ideas and the dominant member of the commission, resigned. Only Commissioners Orestes H. Caldwell and Judge Eugene O. Sykes of the original five remain and only the appointment of Commissioner Sykes has received Senate confirmation. Last week President Coolidge named Sam Pickard a commissioner. He had been the Commission's secretary. Another new appointment is Harold Lafount. They have no chairman. When the commissioners organize they will probably again...
...Died. Theodore ("Tiger") Flowers, Negro, 32, onetime (Feb.-Dec., 1926) middleweight boxing champion of the world; in Manhattan; unexpectedly, after an operation for the removal of a growth over his left eye. Rightly known as "the Georgia Deacon," he uttered as his last words: "If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take...
...little while ago one Mrs. Adele Louise Gerhardt found it at the house of Mr. Uhry in Oradell, N. J., where he had moved from Chicago. When she praised it, Mr. Uhry said: "I am an old man and presently will die. I want this to fall into the hands of somebody who will love it." Mrs. Gerhardt promptly took the desk to Harry F. Marks, Manhattan bookdealer, who, last week, to the astonishment of antiquarians, who are forever losing track of the things they admire the most, announced that he had sold Lord Byron's desk. The purchaser...