Word: greys
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...great man thus thumbnail-sketched was Gustav Stresemann who died of a form of apoplexy (TIME, Oct. 14). Thumbnailer: Viscount D'Abernon, patrician first Ambassador of Great Britain to the German Republic, writing in the January issue of Foreign Affairs, scholarly grey-bound U. S. quarterly. Of Stresemann and himself the Viscount writes: "For six years we were in almost daily intercourse. ... I believe that no two men in similar positions were ever more frank with one another or more free...
...being paid for by some club may only compete for 21 days, but Petkiewicz may stay as long as he likes-long enough to get used to board tracks, on which he has never contested. He studies law in the University of Warsaw. He wears a conventional grey coat, carries a sable to put on when the wind is chilly. He holds every Polish middle-distance record from 800 to 10,000 metres and last summer beat Nurmi at Warsaw, letting him set the pace and then, as others have done, passing him in the last hundred metres. In London...
...hope but in despair, in the weighing of different deaths, in a whisper passed with a plate at mess, along a file at exercise, in a package slipped under the table in the visitors' room, a stolen knife, a gun under the grey clothes?so prison breaks begin, nobody knows just how. One morning last week at Auburn. N. Y., an appointed moment came. Father Donald Cleary, the prison's young chaplain, found a strange party in one of the corridors...
From the snowy roadway, darkened in irregular patches by the parked automobiles of townspeople who had turned out to help, McGrath looked toward the wing of the grey stone block next to the warden's office, the wing where the rebels were barricaded. He could charge in all right, get across the yard to the main hall maybe, but no further. They would have the steel doors of the hall closed. He studied it until he thought of a plan, then took Father Cleary aside and talked to him. . . . Automobiles for their escape? The gate open...
...Hawk (Fox). In the grey belly of a Zeppelin over London, bombers work quietly. Through the night drop the bombs, making fountains and spraying plants of fire in the narrow streets, shaking the theatre where a chorus dances and the bar rooms and restaurants where people are eating and drinking. A flower-woman runs out to the corner to see the danger better and a nobleman goes up to his roof for the same purpose. The raid in the fog, brilliantly photographed, is the justification of an unconvincing anecdote about a British aviator (John Garrick) and a waitress (Helen Chandler...