Word: gardenful
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...chill that fell over the boxing world when Promoter Rickard lay, with cheeks rouged and his best suit on, in a glass-covered box at Madison Square Garden, did begin to pass last week when showgirls from Florenz Ziegfeld's Whoopee turned out to sell tickets for a fight on June 27 in the Yankee Stadium. Although ostensibly to benefit New York poor children by swelling the Milk Fund, and although the world's championship will not be at issue, this fight loomed far more significantly than the inconclusive Dempsey-promoted by-play at Miami last winter between...
Resigned. Dr. Nathaniel Lord Britton, 70, founder in 1896 and only director-in-chief of the New York Botanical Garden, to devote himself to private research in tropical flora. Gardener Britton had nursed a wooded waste to third place in botanical garden fame, to world-known horticultural and botanical exhibits. Exhibits number millions, attendance averages 50,000 on summer Sundays. Long an advocate of planting Japanese ginkgo trees, Gardener Britton is also co-author of a four-volume treatise on cacti...
...flowing white robes of a Druid priestess, Rosa Ponselle, soprano of the Metropolitan Opera, waited in a dressing room of London Covent Garden last week. She tapped her foot, tried her voice, added a touch of carmine to her cheeks, adjusted the green wreath on her flowing black hair. Tomorrow her British debut would be over. Tonight she must face the coldest public in the world, a public which had not heard Norma since the late great Lilli Lehmann sang it in London 30 years before, Lehmann who had said: "I would rather sing all three Brünnhildes than...
...door creaked open and there was the friendly face of Dame Nellie Melba. Taking Ponselle's cold hands between her warm ones, the grand old prima donna delivered a warning: "Now, my dear Rosa, don't expect Covent Garden to be like your Metropolitan. Above all, don't expect applause for your great aria, 'Casta Diva.' A London audience wouldn't clap the Angel Gabriel himself until the curtain was down and the proper time for applause had arrived...
...great house listened. The top galleries bulged with humble music-lovers. In the boxes were the Italian Ambassador, Mme. Melba, Prince & Princess Bismarck, Margot, Countess of Oxford & Asquith, Lady Cunard, Lords Leesdale, Colebrooke and Monteagle, and onetime King Manuel of Portugal and his consort. . . . From top to bottom Covent Garden yielded itself to the spell of a glorious voice, forgot all traditions, burst into riotous applause. The third act brought another demonstration...