Word: greys
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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From the south portico of the White House, down Constitution Avenue and up Capitol Hill to the great grey home of Congress is a journey of 2.2 miles. One afternoon last week Franklin Roosevelt again journeyed to the Hill to address Congress in person. Ahead lay the imminent battle in Congress over U. S. Neutrality in which the President was about to fire the opening...
Reporters at press conference next day found that the President had gone from hot-weather shirt sleeves into a grey suitcoat, seemingly new. Not new, said he: the suit was at least a year old. Whereupon he peeked at a label, amazedly announced that the suit was bought in 1936. Then he amazed the correspondents. He announced, as a matter of public information, that two foreign submarines had been sighted in U. S. waters. One was off the boundary point of Alaska and Canada, the other somewhere off Boston, midway between Nova Scotia and Nantucket...
John Sloan never exhibited a painting until he was 29, never sold one until he was 49. At 68, grey-haired but still impetuous, Artist Sloan now & then manages to sell "some of the etchings and a few paintings made 20 years ago."*Though his fame is surpassed by few U. S. painters, he has had to support himself by teaching and illustrating. Last week he told of his career in an autobiographical critique of painting.* Gist of his Gist of Art: "That I am alive, it hurts me to confess, does not prove that one can make a living...
...boats' calculations of its speed and course, make torpedoes miss their mark. Opponents of dazzle long insisted that camouflage should conceal as well as confuse, and since World War I they have waged their own quiet war against disruptive camouflage. When the Aquitania, also painted a solid, muddy grey, slipped into her berth near the Queen Mary last week, it looked as if British anti-dazzlers...
Around Joe Howard, Producer Rinker built up for CBS a show called Gay Nineties Revue, in which, every Sunday evening since July, grey old Joe has been barking up the gaslit atmosphere of Tony Pastor's and the spirit of Maggie Cline. Joe sings his own songs, hails such ghostly patrons as Lillian Russell, Diamond Jim Brady, Lily Langtry, David Warfield, Lew Dockstader and the Madison Wheelmen, while a good, corny music-hall ensemble vamps till the performers are ready with standbys like Daisy Bell, By the Light of the Silvery Moon, Heaven Will Protect the Working Girl...