Word: hatting
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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With a ten-gallon hat stowed away in the luggage on his special train, President Roosevelt rolled out of Washington one midnight last week for a 4,000-mile swing through the Southwest. With him were Senator Joe Robinson, RFChairman Jesse Jones, Senator Hattie Caraway. Mrs. Roosevelt was to board the train at Memphis. Announced purpose of this "nonpolitical" trip was to attend and make speeches at three historical celebrations-Arkansas' Century of Statehood at Little Rock, the Texas Centennial at Dallas, the dedication of a memorial to George Rogers Clark at Vincennes...
...bull yarn some reporters had telephoned in. They said they had talked to an Irishman who said he had talked to a woman who said her little boy had been rescued from drowning in the duck pond of St. James's Park by a tall man in top hat and impeccable morning clothes who looked exactly like the Chancellor of the Exchequer. This Irish yarn seemed all the more unlikely because several men were said to have been standing nearby when the child fell in, while the top-hatted rescuer had sprinted from the gravel walking path, vaulted over...
...Chamber, Senate or Cabinet with hats on or with hats off was the dilemma last week of three good and even great women, the first of their sex ever appointed to a French Cabinet (TIME, June 15). Sensibly they conferred. In the United Kingdom, they know, female members of the Mother of Parliaments, such as Lady Astor, sit in hats. Last week, however, buxom and expensively dressed Undersecretary for National Education Cécile Léon Brunschvicg; drawn-faced and thrifty Undersecretary for Scientific Research Iréne Curie-Joliot; and sweetly garrulous Undersecretary for Child Welfare Suzanne Lacore...
...Hume, a proud and happy man. In his hand he carried a green clothbound book fresh from the Government Printing Office. Nodding happily to library workers, doctors and military men whom he passed, Major Hume, a medium-tall Kentuckian, pushed through the swinging shutter of his office door, put hat and coat in a wardrobe whose dried panels rattled, sat down at the solid oak desk which all preceding librarians of the greatest medical library on earth have used...
Head of Women Investors in America, Inc. is Cathrine Curtis, a tall, grey-haired onetime radio commentator. Wearing a tan costume and a roughrider hat, Director Curtis keynoted: "Have we been blinded by demagogs? Have we been lulled to a state of catalepsy by political pap, or have we been too lazy to assert and demand our sovereign rights? . . . Capitalism is not a devouring monster, and all the bitter denunciations emanating from ignorant and prejudiced sources cannot alter the fact that America owes her supremacy in world affairs to capitalism. . . . Woman, of course, through her great ownership of insurance, trust...