Word: guardedly
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Justice Stone played guard on Amherst football teams when slender, rusty-haired Calvin Coolidge was there at college, a class behind. A powerful man of 200 lb., he knocked the wind out of President Hoover in one of the medicine-ball games last month. For two days little Hugh Gibson, U. S. Ambassador to Belgium (see p. 21), bore a red mark on his nose after attempting to catch one of Justice Stone's mighty throws. The Stone roughness was sufficient to cause protests to the President; reminders that, after...
Also in the field of law does Justice Stone stand strongly forth. No legal job is too hard for him to tackle. Well has he always guarded the public interest. Within him is centered a broad and understanding humanity to temper his justice. Tackle, guard or centre-Justice Stone has always been a comfort to the coach, in Washington as on the Amherst Gridiron...
...private interests. Even when a newspaper is independent of power companies, public utilities, advertisers and the like, it has achieved only the preliminaries of freedom. There remains the vague but vast force of personal and social and official influences against which really independent newspapers have to be continually on guard. It is here that the representative American newspapers, on the whole the most independent body of newspapers in the world, have day by day to vindicate their independence...
...women with strained, angry faces walked out of the door. Policemen with wastepaper baskets full of surgical instruments, rubber devices and index cards in their arms, herded the six women into the patrol wagon. The wagon smelled horribly. The women sat down on its benches. Policemen posted themselves on guard. The wagons growled away, angrily jeered by the women on the sidewalk. Thus was the Birth Control Clinical Research Bureau (TIME, March 18) raided last week. A policewoman, one Josephine McNamara, mother of two grown children, had reported that the clinic was giving out demoralizing information and advice...
...Budget!" After that-cripple or no cripple-it was Parliamentary war to the knife. Not unnaturally, Mr. Churchill, a man of flesh and gusto, who looks as if he had never spent a sick day in his life, watched keenly for a chance to catch his enemy off guard. Swaying on his canes, Mr. Snowden worked himself up to a pitch of spleen, harked back to the old debt settlements made by Chancellor Churchill with France and Italy, declared them to have involved far too heavy a British sacrifice, and fairly shouted...