Word: hat
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...banners, which were replaced by flags and the simple greeting: "Welcome-Des Moines." From his office where the conferees were to confer. Governor Herring removed political photographs, even hid a bronze bust of the President. "Of course," conceded he, "every time the President or Governor Landon takes off his hat there is some political effect." But so far as appearances were concerned, Franklin Roosevelt and Alf Landon were doggedly determined to pretend that no such thing as a Presidential campaign was going...
...police sirens shrieked as the Presidential procession moved off on a circuitous and well-advertised route which took it along all the city's principal streets on its way to the Capitol. From the back seat of an open car, President Roosevelt smiled and waved his Panama hat at the cheering crowds, well sprinkled with Landon sunflower buttons, which lined the curbs...
...women's fife & drum corps were waiting in Buffalo, N. Y.'s railroad station one morning last week when Nominee Alf M. Landon's special train rolled up to the turning point of his Eastern campaign tour. Nominee Landon, rid of his lingering pleurisy, waved his hat, cried "Hello everybody!" and singled out two small boys for special greeting. Stepping out of his way to shake their hands, he asked: "How do you do, little...
...uptown pier on the Hudson River. Unmolested by police, the blackamoors shouted, stomped, sang, strummed. By 6 o'clock there were 2,000 of them. Then up rolled a big, blue Rolls-Royce out of which popped a little brown man clad in grey suit, panama hat, white shirt and honey-colored tie in which gleamed a $5 gold piece. "Here comes the Body!" bellowed followers of Rev. Major J. ("Father") Divine. The little man boarded one of two excursion boats moored at the pier. "We got the Body!" shouted Negroes hanging over her rails. Then Father Divine boarded...
...York Zoological Park, two were consigned to Germany as cargo on the Hindenburg. For each of the tawny, wide-eyed, prick-eared creatures with 'little bumps where the horns are beginning to bud, Rancher Belden collected $100. Clumping about Manhattan in his cowboy boots, ten-gallon hat, the short, jovial "Antelope King" remarked: "None of the fawns was airsick. Whenever they seemed to mind the heat, we just flew a thousand feet higher. The trip was a cinch...