Word: hatting
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Seven years ago a sleek, pale-faced young Russian Jew rushed up the back steps of Manhattan's Carnegie Hall, tore off his coat and hat, took a photograph of Liszt from his pocket, glanced at it prayerfully, then fairly galloped out on the stage for his U. S. debut. For critics it was a double-barreled evening because Sir Thomas Beecham, famed son of a famed pillman, was also making his U. S. debut. Sir Thomas was as athletic a conductor as New Yorkers had ever seen. But young Vladimir Horowitz, with all his stage fright...
Artist Shinn now explains his story as follows: He and his one-eyed friend, following a brief visit on the statue's hat brim, moved inside the head & shoulders for greater comfort. Seeing the old man busily occupied astride William Penn's armpit, Artist Shinn asked what he was doing. "Writing a letter to posterity," the friend replied, and promptly fell down into the Penn elbow. With some difficulty Artist Shinn extricated...
...witch doctor's Konde figure, dumpy, menacing and studded with nails representing curses against an enemy; 3) a squatting Venus, also from French Gabun. From Dahomey came one of the largest exhibits, the iron war god in the lobby, nearly life-size and wearing a strange spiked hat and a garment like a pleated nightshirt. His raised left arm looked as if he were signaling over his shoulder with his thumb, like any hitchhiker...
...McCay's son Robert Winsor. He moved through a fabulous world of clouds and seas and palaces, drawn in delicate color. His companions, natives of Slumberland, were a lovely little Princess, daughter of King Morpheus; an officious, green-faced fellow named Flip who always wore a yellow top hat and held a long cigar between his huge lips; a grass-skirted savage named Impie. Last panel in every page showed Nemo at home, in bed, waking from his dream...
...appears again in Manhattan and Chicago Hearstpapers, drawn by Son Robert Winsor McCay. At 38, R. Winsor McCay looks much less like the Nemo for which he was a model than like his late father, who died last summer at 62. Also like his father, he always wears his hat at work. Although his pen lacks the elder McCay's magic for intricate background and breath-taking perspective, Son Winsor has faithfully copied the characters of Impie, Flip, the Princess, has made Nemo much sturdier, much more competent looking...