Word: haired
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...mother, Mrs. Anne ("Fifi") Stillman, is a gypsyesque person. On the Grande Anse estate in Quebec she moves about with her short dark hair in a bandanna and her legs bare and browned above mannish socks. She is a sort of Empress to the "primitives" of the surrounding wilderness. They do her lightest bidding because they regard her, informal and feline, as their equal on their own ground, plus much mysterious charm and knowledge from an unimaginable outer world of limousines, libraries, lingerie and grand manners. Her wealth seems fabulous to them, inspiring not envy but institutional faith. They prefer...
CIRCUS PARADE?Jim Tully?A. & C. Boni ($2.50). Before he became a literary man, Jim Tully was, as everyone knows, a he-man who got slapped hard by life. His thick red hair was badly tousled in roundhouses, barrooms, boxcars and worse. Hanging around a small-time circus was comparatively idyllic. All he had to do was help drive the tentstakes, feed the animals, chase vermin, and fool or fight the "rube" public in quiet sections of the South. He had much time to develop his "understanding" of the rudimentary humanities and brutalities of hand-to-mouth people and evolve...
...Breslauer, Inc., Manhattan dealers in human hair, insisted last week that it be not taxed for its good will; made the following plaint to the New York State Tax Commission: "The business has no good will of any value. The business conducted by the corporation is that of dealing in human hair goods. Since the fashion of bobbing hair came in, the business of dealing in hair has shrunk considerably and has destroyed the good will which any business of this nature may have had in prior years...
...owner of a tweaker proceeds to tweak by bringing the strands into close proximity with a human hair which is caught and held by squeezing the handles of the tweaker. Then, according to the Tweaker Company: With a gentle motion it rolls hair out?root and all. . . . Now razors, chemicals and painful wax go the way of all obsolete things...
...Monrovia, Liberia, bound homeward, Captain Lawry shipped another cook, one Codjo, blackamoor, who came over the side wearing a blanket woven of human hair. From the first, his cooking was dubious. Then Captain Lawry and Mate Mortimer felt strangely ill. They were swelling, swelling. They bloated all over to "twice natural size." Fortified with strychnine, Captain Lawry staggered forward to berate Codjo, whom he found, sick as himself, lying naked in a bunk conjuring with three little sticks, a voodoo curse on the ship...