Word: hugeness
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...capture a smoke from discarded stubs of cigars." The home will be "a place for those who cling miserably to vacant seats on park benches, who sit all day in branch libraries reading endless newspapers, and who, sometimes, when fortune favors them, get a chance to carry huge advertisements for cheap trousers or tumbledown restaurants on their backs...
...laudable on account of its in time qualities and the moral certainty that--come what may--the victor will be the same. In other athletic contests there is a disturbing element of chance. But today there are no upsets. An Olympian calm pervades Plympton Street, for the conventional huge scarlet margin has been got out, dusted, and is ready for service. The Lampoon with its gracile lethargy and its dogged comic spirit has without cessation offered itself as the goat or the this or whatever constitutes the flors and fauna of defeated parties for so many years that the CRIMSON...
Since all major business of the Conference will be transacted in innumerable sub-committee rooms, the huge public session of last week wore on amid intentionally bromidic set speeches. Even so, U. S. Chief Delegate Henry M. Robinson managed to fall afoul of bland Sir Max Muspratt, President of the British Delegation, and, in business life, president of the immensely potent and monopolistic Federation of British Industries. Naturally, rubber was the elastic bone of the Robinson-Muspratt contention, for the British rubber monopoly (TIME, Jan. 18, 1926) has forced U. S. citizens to pay dear for tires, hot-water bottles...
...plain in the dead of night. Revelers in. evening clothes uncorked champagne bottles for actresses who did not mind sitting on the grass. Peasants were satisfied with good red wine and longish sandwiches. Suddenly, at 3:15 a. m., the plainsfolk scampered toward other folk who cheered as a huge, ghostly bird emerged from a huger tent...
...whiskey peer's petite daughter stalling her huge Daimler Double Six in traffic at Picadilly Circus. . . A stout soprano anxiously cranking her Ford backward in the Corso Vittorio Emanuele. . . A bony art student swerving her lemon-colored Citroen into a swaying taxi to avoid a Paris pushcart. . . Perhaps the memory of such typical incidents as these influenced members of the International Commission on Air Navigation, who assembled in London last week, and were called upon to decide whether women should be licensed to operate commercial aircraft. A decision had to be made, and quickly, for Mme. Boland, famed French...