Word: hayes
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...father was born . . . where I whispered up the chimney flue to Santa Claus, roasted apples in the ashes with my brother, started my first novel at the age of six, saw pumpkin faces at the window on Halloween, watched the marshes freeze over, the crab-apple tree blossom, the hay being hurriedly brought to shelter ahead of the storm and the wind blowing the last brown leaves about the yard...
...President Roosevelt flexed 50% off the tariffs on hay forks, four-tined fertilizer forks, hand hoes and rakes. The duty on shovels and spades was left unchanged...
...article by Stanley Walker, describing the policemen in New York, deserves attention because of the naivete of the author. According to him some policemen in the overpopulated city are dishonest; some are gentlemen, most are human. Yet the disappointment which the reader hay have, having read this, will be lost in a maelstrom of laughter after completing a letter by someone who was insulted because a freshman at Yale said that his college has produced few great men in this century. This someone has written a biting invective on the lack of merits of Harvard graduates. Although it is slightly...
...ever to win at Aintree. Only two U. S. owners-Stephen ("Laddie") Sanford in 1923 with Sergeant Murphy and A. Charles Schwartz in 1926 with Jack Homer-have won Grand Nationals. The owner who has tried hardest to equal their achievement has had the hardest luck. He is John Hay ("Jock") Whitney who has had entries in every Grand National since 1929. Last week he sold one of his candidates for this year's race-a jumper named Slater-to an Englishman. His remaining horse, Dusty Foot, who fell at the third fence last year when...
Jock Whitney's mother is an important factor in this. Daughter of the McKinley-Roosevelt Secretary of State John Hay, she was always as keen about horses as Payne Whitney, has personally kept the dossiers of all the Greentree horses for many years...