Word: goldenly
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Ford's arrival in Washington last week was ruggedly simple. His wife, with whom he recently celebrated his golden wedding anniversary, was using his private car, Glen Ridge, in Massachusetts, and at 8:40 a. m. the Guest of the Day stepped from a Pullman compartment into Washington's Union Station. In his wake was his son Edsel. Awaiting them was a sole and unofficial host. Major H. M. Cunningham, superintendent of the Ford assembly plant alongside the Potomac in nearby Alexandria, Va. In Major Cunningham's Lincoln, the party purred past the Alexandria home of John...
Robert L. Calvert '39, of Cambridge, received $75 for his discussion of the Spanish literature of the Golden Age. His best undergraduate essay on Comparative Literature of the Middle Ages or the Renaissance won $50 for David R. Simboli '40, of New York City and Winthrop House...
...than one way to fill a church. The National Committee for Religion and Welfare Recovery knows several. Founded more than three years ago, this committee has sponsored Loyalty Days every autumn with the object of filling U. S. Catholic, Jewish and Protestant churches. Last week, in collaboration with the Golden Rule Foundation, it launched a series of Brotherhood Days in a dozen cities. For the first time, the committee's efforts got some enthusiastic publicity. William Randolph Hearst signed an editorial denouncing atheism, and in Manhattan, where the first Brotherhood Day mass meeting was to be held...
Others had heard those words. Another voice, not so golden, not so sonorous, not so fluid, came back to the Vagabond. "These are serious times. Liberty is crumbling over two-thirds of the world. . . . The ultimate safeguard of liberty is the independence of the judiciary. . . . I give you a motto: 'Hands off the Supreme Court...
...golden, this voice? Ah, no! But now the truly golden voice seemed less reassuring. On it went, delightfully smooth, wonderfully resonant; but the flames, still fluttering, still dancing, slowly died out. Thus rudely brought back to April, 1938, the Vagabond let them die. Time enough to rekindle them later, he reflected; and, in imagination, he will watch the dancing fire and hear the golden voice as he listens to Professor Frankfurter tonight in the New Lecture Hall, speaking on "The Court and Mr. Justice Holmes: Civil Liberties and the Individual...