Word: flowers
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Puritan spirit is usually associated with hard and bare surroundings. Hence Kansas towns are plain, the grain elevators are plain, the rivers are plain, the sunflower is a plain flower. The highways are unpaved. Indelible is the stamp of the Kansas road on the transcontinental touring car that strikes rain between St. Joseph and Denver and the driver must get out to dig the clay from the mudguards so that the wheels can turn round...
Pictures. Gainsborough's portrait of a young girl in a blue dress with flowers in her hands, flowers in her lap, and a face like a dim sleepy flower, was started at $1,500, raised by three bidders in fast cuts to $20,000, bought by Messrs. Scott & Fowls, dealers. Four more Gainsboroughs were sold for a total of $7,900. Governor Alvin T. Fuller of Massachusetts paid $31,000 for a picture of a girl and some red herrings by Millais.* Goya's portrait of Pepe Illo, a bullfighter of Madrid, brought $25,000. On the third...
...thus unfortunate to confine his discernment to features of size, speed and novelty. Industrialism tends to emphasize a rapid rhythm at the expense of a lingering over the rich notes. When one rose is about to flower and one tree about to bear, whole gardens of novelties and orchards of variations are already in bud. Time is not left to determine whether the apple, apart from its fractional refinements, is socially palatable, much less to test its elder worth in the press of speculation...
...both these reasons, the Bishop reports that Stockholm was an historic event in Christianity, because it made a new and sincere beginning of the task of uniting Christ's scattered hosts. The beginning was a beginning in under-standing-the flower which bloomed at Stockholm...
...rose, another in pale grey. This is simply too divine, I thought; it just isn't true. But when I jumped out of the car at Patou's, there were all the reporters sitting around, staring at the manikins, the frocks and me, like morticians at a flower-show. Dieu! These American reporters, with dandruff on their collars! One of them was decent enough, though, to bring my racquets on to Nice. I was so excited in Patou's that I had forgotten them. A human interest story in that, no doubt...