Word: grownups
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Because State laws were weak or unenforced. Mrs. Kelley was one of the first to demand Federal legislation against child exploitation. Self-interest rather than high ideals caused organized labor to swing to her support, for every child put out of a job meant a new job for a grownup. Mrs. Kelley and the National Child Labor Committee lobbied and lobbied at Washington, finally in 1906 won a $50.000 appropriation for an investigation. It showed conditions just as bad as Mrs. Kelley expected. In 1912 the Federal Children's Bureau was created but it had no power...
...public opinion, no consideration whatever of the general good." Siegfried did not care much for Buenos Aires, but of Rio de Janeiro he says: "If there are seven wonders in the world, this city is one of them!" Politically and economically, he does not regard South America as grownup. "The trouble with the South Americans is that they see everything too big. These people, so charming and optimistic, launch out as soon as they have any money without ever considering whether they will be able to carry on afterwards or not. . . . Absenteeism is the trouble everywhere in South America...
Shaw and Harris were born in different corners of Ireland within six months of one another, but they never met till they were grownup. Shaw's father was a genteel but scandalous drunkard. With the Shaws for many years lived, innocently but unconventionally, a singing teacher, George John Vandaleur Lee. To help the family impecuniosity Shaw went to work at 15, rose to be a cashier before he decided to seek his literary fortune in London. Painfully shy, Shaw's eyes would fill with tears "at the slightest rebuff." First thing he did in the British Museum...
...Mexican bus tours. Teddy had come from poor but respectable parents to be an artist in the Southwest. They all met in Santa Fe, played together, thought it would be glorious to run away to Mexico. So they did. Just before they reached the border Teddy, the most grownup, turned the car, drove them grimly back to Santa Fe. Emily Hahn writes so well, puts her people through such lifelike paces, you keep wondering when she is going to tell you something worth listening to. But she never does...
...sometimes linger there. Anatole France's is the biggest shadow; lesser ones, not so clear in outline, resemble O. Henry or Richard Harding Davis. The Orchid is like a miniature in enamel: ingenious, smooth, fitted cunningly into small spaces. It is not. a novel but a satirical fable, a grownup fairy story...