Word: fife
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...swinging doors. The man leaped to his feet, began greeting each and every one with booming-voiced gladness, in the manner of one who truly loves his club and its members-not for what they may be individually, but simply because they are members of the club. William Fife Knowland, 48, Republican from California, minority leader of the Senate, was back in his element, pleased with his lot, and eager to come to grips with the conflicts facing a party that has just triumphantly won the White House, and lost control of the Congress...
...Knowing the Eisenhowers . . ." Of all Republican presidential hopefuls, none was in more suspense than California's U.S. Senator William Fife Knowland. After the favorable report on Eisenhower's health, Knowland relaxed his unofficial pre-convention campaigning somewhat, but did nothing to discourage the entry of his name in several state primaries, e.g., Minnesota, Illinois. Knowland's was a difficult stand: he wanted to be running full speed if the President said no, and sitting in the cheering section if the President said...
...birth. In a large circus tent near the old Hale house, greetings from President Eisenhower were read, and Connecticut's Governor Abraham Ribicoff praised Hale's bravery and sacrifice. Local churchwomen, dressed in the costumes of the Revolution, handed out coffee and cake, and the 20-piece Fife and Drum Corps from Stony Creek, in sleeveless red jackets, black leggings, tricorn hats and fawn-colored breeches, played 18th-century music. One of the stories-doubtless apocryphal-circulating about the Hale homestead concerned a Harvardman who visited the place recently, and, after examining everything closely, approached a hostess with...
...race--Fife and Drum--Class of the race...
...sophomores competed in the art of seat-slamming. Until the clatter had subsided, hymns were almost inaudible. Noisy students were not as riotous as their contemporaries from the town, however. One Sunday afternoon in 1812, a discharged company of Cambridge militia marched triumphantly into the church, "with drum and fife affronting the Sabbath." With measured tramp and fife trilling, they filed into the front galleries, but the congregation studiously ignored them; the long prayer droned on without a break...