Word: hills
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 1930-1939
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...most fabulous dwelling place in the U. S. is the ranch of William Randolph Hearst. Midway between San Francisco and Los Angeles, it surveys the Pacific along a 50-mile crest of hills. Five times the size of the District of Columbia, its 240,000 acres give lordly privacy to its little capital. La Cuesta Encantada. On this Enchanted Hill, the monarch's castle rears cathedral towers to the sky. On the hill's slope, lesser castles serve humbly as "guest houses'"-Casa del Mar, Casa del Monte, Casa del Sol. Hard by these are enchanted gardens...
...Francisco or Chicago or Atlanta or Manhattan. There every day he dictates sheafs of orders-of-the-day beginning "The Chief says . . . ," signed "Willicombe" - Joe Willcombe his 6-ft. secretary of 17 years service, who promptly flashes the messages over Hearst's Universal Service wire which links Enchanted Hill to its fiefs across the continent-and to its outposts throughout the world. And there last week William Randolph Hearst prepared to meet old age. There the scandalous Bad Boy of only yesterday -the genius of a thousand melodramas- becomes 70 years old on April...
...telephone and telegraph operators on Enchanted Hill will be just as rushed on the Chief's 70th birthday as any other day. For the man who has given freer play to every whim and ambition than any American of his time holds no dav pure holiday. And he has said: "The time to retire is when God retires you and not before...
...People ("Who Think"). Perhaps, eloquent though he became on the stump, he was too mental for them, too synthetic. It was a simpler, earthier politician than T. R. who drove Hearst out of politics-Al Smith, with the astutely simple declaration. "He's no Democrat." On his Enchanted Hill with his seventies upon him, it is a question whether Hearst is still unreconciled to age. He has never let his newspapers keep a "Morgue" file on him. No man may call him by his first name...
Just before Newton Hills, the most punishing part of the distance, Pawson caught Hornby; at Brae Burn he caught plucky little DeGloria, ran past him at the top of a hill. That settled the race. Running shrewdly, keeping to the shelter of trees as much as possible when the chilly wind blew in his face, waving to his parents and fiancee at the finish, Pawson broke the tape in 2 hr. 31 min. 1.6 sec. - no less than 34 sec. below the Olympic marathon record, a full two minutes better than the record for the Boston run. Eighth last week...