Word: glamorous
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...counted eighteen columns given to football; and this before a single game had been played on that day! It was propaganda to work up interest in the coming games of that afternoon. Of course every one, whether he likes the actual playing or not, enjoys the eclat, the glamor, and the glory; but to enjoy these is not the same thing as enjoying the actual playing of the game, which, includes all the preliminary drudgery, self-sacrifice, and hard work...
...hear many people tell you that the glamor of the stage wears off quickly, but I have not found it so," De Wolf Hopper, whose career as a comic actor dates back to the last quarter of the nineteenth century, yesterday told a CRIMSON reporter...
...Mind you," Mr. Hopper said, "I'm not complaining about this state of affairs. It like the theatre, and I'm just as fond of it today as I was 50 years ago. The glamor of the bright lights is still there...
Fourth Game. The glamor faded a little. No band. Less bunting. More the atmosphere of an ordinary ball game. Johnson, refreshed, allowed only three clean hits, passed only two men (one in the first inning when he was cold and one in the ninth when he was tired). Pitcher Yde (Pittsburgh) gave journalists a chance to make puns about Yde and seek. Goose Goslin hit him for a home run, his second in two days; so did Joe Harris. Bucky Harris, called out after a slide to the plate in the seventh inning, screamed like a terrified horse. Umpire Moriarity...
...date planes . . . Anti-aircraft defense from the ground is as inefficient today as it was during the War -. . Put the money into the air service and the people of the Atlantic and Pacific .would sleep in peace regardless of what emergency this country might be confronted with . . . the pomp, glamor, relays of military channels . . . maps, bugles and bells . . . with the resulting low percentage of hits, reminds one of a child chasing a bird . . . trying to put salt on its tail...