Word: gone
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...what Mr. Benchley terms "unconscious exhibitionism". The weather was bitter cold and without that blithe victim of "divine afflatus" the period between halves would have seemed an unnecessary purgatory. But few there were who dreamed that the young man's romp would go down in history--as it has gone down in the Bookman. It was one of those inspired moments; the antique-hatted and cooncoated young gentleman might have expected notices from sports writers and columnists--but a real flesh and blood theatrical reviewer must have been beyond his wildest dreams...
...this a hint? Did the fair damsel suggest amorous dalliance. Impossible. There was no mistletoe. Besides amorous dalliance might be called "petting", a thing abhorrent to gentlemen of the old school who indulged only in spooning. But still, she had had a glass of champagne....Could it have gone to her head as had the more capious libations imbibed by the wanderer...
German Republic. The Centre-Right Cabinet of Chancellor Wilhelm Marx is founded upon a perhaps not unshakable rock ballast of coalition support, but the German Republic has long gone forward, irrespective of cabinet changes, under four perennial leaders: 1) Revered, monolithic President Paul von Hindenburg contributes to the State stability and prestige; 2) "The German Lloyd George," Dr. Gustav Stresemann, continues as Foreign Minister in cabinet after cabinet and negotiates ceaselessly among the former enemy powers from whom he has filched many a concession; 3) stern, able Defense Minister Otto Gessler is even more a fixture at his post than...
...Newfoundland and thence across the sea. Of her "different" Christmas the world gleaned only one descriptive detail: Her Christmas message to the world was a faint whisper out of the air, caught by the ear of the radio station at Sable Island, off Nova Scotia: "Something gone wrong...
Minstrels of days gone by lived their lives, traveled the highways and byways, sang their songs, died and were forgotten. So, too often, were the songs they sang, simple, singable songs that came from the people and belonged to them. Happily for the survival of the homely, story-telling songs of the U. S., Carl Sandburg, modern minstrel, has changed the order of things. For years he has trekked from one end of the U. S. to the other, reading the rugged poems that have made his name, poems of smoke and steel and corn-husking smarting with truth...