Word: flaxen
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...been translated, generally revamped with lyrics by one who can write them almost as well as Lorenz Hart: Edward Eliscu. For their production the Brothers Shubert have retained the services of a number of comely girls, some Albertina Rasch dancers with wooly heads, and Queenie Smith. Ingenuous, flaxen-haired Miss Smith is the waif who insinuates herself into people's homes, makes a livelihood from the food, drink, tips they give her. A Little Racketeer is concerned with one instance in which this cozzening does not come off quite as she plans. But she manages to flirt, sing, dance...
...party government. The undergraduate has confined his activities chiefly within his academic walls. There are several reasons why this should be. The land is too comfortable to warrant dramatic causes. Citizens are not unduly oppressed by enthroned monarchs. Dukes carriages, bowling along the high-ways, do not crush flaxen haired blue eyed girls. The issues which are presented are too prosaic to merit the opposition or support of armed force. There is something inadequate about a secret society founded to oppose the censoring of Joyce's "Ulysses...
...special train took the Speaker home to Cincinnati. Into ivy-clad "Rookwood," the old-fashioned family residence on a green knoll, was carried the grey casket. Waiting there was Mrs. Longworth's stepmother, Mrs. Theodore Roosevelt Sr. Also there was a little girl with flaxen curls. Paulina could hardly understand when Mother took her in her arms, told her gently that Father was dead. ... To the house came the President of the U. S. who bowed his head and moved his lips silently. Also came the Vice President,* members of the Cabinet, a dozen Senators, nearly 100 members...
Savior-hero of Alsace-Lorraine is dry, statistical old Raymond Poincaré, War-time president of France. When he went a-visiting last week with Mme Poincare to Kayserberg, Alsatians were happy, thronged Kayserberg's Hotel de Ville. A pretty girl with flaxen hair stepped from their midst and spoke with plain dignity...