Word: flamingly
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Burlak, one of the outstanding leaders of the Communist Party, has been secured by the Harvard National Student League to speak in the New Lecture Hall next Friday afternoon at 4 o'clock. Called the "Red Flame" by the press for her activity as an agitator among the working class, she will talk on her experience in recent strikes and the relation of the college student to the working class struggle. All students are invited. Miss Burlak has received considerable publicity, if not notoriety, for a person of her 24 years, and is now Secretary of the National Textile Union...
Starting next week Harvard's artillery men may be seen crouched over strange looking flame-vomiting instruments and bowling over toy houses hundreds of feet away...
...take long to find some of them. Police chased the athletic coach of Madrid University around the campus and finally cornered him and a truckload of cartridges, flame projectors and machine-gun belts. Other caches were found almost everywhere the police looked...
Ninth Floor. Votes-for-women is no longer an issue, but the flame of feminism burns as high as ever in Helen Reid's compact breast. Proud is she that no other metropolitan newspaper employs as many female executives. There are Mrs. Helen W. Leavitt, assistant advertising manager; Elsa Lang, promotion director; Esther Kimmel in charge of the Home Economics Department; Books Editor Irita Van Doren; Mary Day Winn, assistant fiction editor; Book Critic Isabel Paterson. And most important, presiding on the ninth floor, Marie Mattingly Meloney...
...Prize (1922, 1925, 1927). Robinson is by long odds the most respected living U. S. poet. In his 65th year this New England Browning still turns out a lengthy blank-verse narrative that seems sometimes garrulous but never silly; though his poetic fire is down to a low blue flame, it is not yet extinguished. Fed by no fiercely burning faith but well banked with the coke of agnostic irony, it may well flicker along through many another winter...