Word: hats
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...country play up the slightest innovation at New Haven and Princeton, while what the men of Cambridge are wearing is neither interesting nor original. And who can wonder at this, when a hundred odd undergraduates, representing a cross-section of the University, chose such a dilapidated and absolutely worthless hat as rests upon its plush cushion in Boston as the Master Hat of Harvard, the result of a recent publicity stunt of a local humorous publication? The layman of the street, and his wife, stare at the apparition in its pose of state, and with a burst of derisive laughter...
...Covered with characteristic confusion, Funnyman Durante finds himself trying to climb over the orchestra pit to assert his identity when an impostor is introduced on stage in the second scene. He appears to be, as usual, utterly unable to control his feelings. He shakes his parrotlike head, hurls his hat at the band, indulges his ignorant fondness for British idioms, tells the old one about the floorwalker who thought he was about to be kicked by the dog, sings snatches of his famed night-club songs, "Data," "I Can Do Without Broadway," "Jimmy the Well-Dressed...
...Detroit the Colonial Department Store advised that it would exchange clothing for farm produce: a dress, bag, hat, shoes, for 3 bbl. of salted Saginaw Bay herring; three boys' suits, three pr. shoes, one dress for a 500 Ib. sow; assorted merchandise for 50 crates of eggs or 180 Ib. of honey...
...Texas, he would farm out Texas and live in Hell." Said the Bishop: "Well, General Sherman seems to have had his choice, so I think I will go down and see what I can do with the farm." Bishop Kinsolving once appeared in Baltimore wearing a broad-brimmed hat. A bootblack asked him if he were Buffalo Bill, who was expected in town. "No." said the Bishop, "I'm Texas George." Before his death in 1928, "Texas George" ordained his son, Rev. Walter Ovid Kinsolving (now of Summit, N. J.), and his nephew "Little...
Sandwiched between other appeals to missing persons, the above jingle appeared one Sunday last month in the "agony columns" of Manhattan newspapers. Seasoned readers recalled Sunny Jim. He was the jolly old fellow with the brimless plug hat. the erect queue of white hair, the towering collar, red jacket and yellow waistcoat who advertised Force, the breakfast food, 30 years ago. Before eating Force he was a scowling grump named Jim Dumps (with hair queue drooping). A famed old jingle told his story...