Word: illness
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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JULIUS ROSENWALD Chicago, Ill...
...Connecticut; George Akerson (secretary) ; also fishing rods, flies, the acceptance speech (for further reworking) and a batch of "crank" letters. The latter amuse the Nominee. One man begged a new set of false teeth, which reminded the Nominee of a cheerer at the Hoover reception last month in Evanston, Ill., who lost his "plate" at the height of the excitement and had to scramble for it in full view of all. To avoid ostentation and accidents, the vacation motorcade was strung out in pairs of cars or singly. The five-day itinerary was Palo Alto to Bull Flat...
Warming Up. Paramount, too, has gone into the talkie business. Nobody talks in Warming Up; but the ill-timed crack of a bat against a baseball, the ear-splitting yawp of the crowd, the squawk of an offstage soprano are in the air, now and then. The story purports to tell how the Yankees won the World Series when a bush-league pitcher (Richard Dix) peered into the grandstand, saw his girl (Jean Arthur) signal that she would marry him. Then he fanned the opposition, including his dastardly rival. So full of hebetude is the film that baseball fans squirmed...
...Federal Reserve Board, central authority of the twelve regional banks. In Chicago, Minneapolis, Atlanta, sit Governors with as much authority as clothes the Governor of New York's bank. But when Benjamin Strong, lean, nervous, enters the doors of the Bank of England, or when Benjamin Strong, ill, receives the foreign chiefs in Manhattan, no Wall Streeter thinks of the quiet, unostentatious figure in the Treasury building's spacious offices. And certainly no Streeter thinks of such an untraveled, provincial person as a banker in Minneapolis, or Atlanta, or Chicago might be supposed...
...could not have pointed with pride to the texture, the shape, the odor of her product. It would have been coarse, ill-shapen, irritating to the skin, offensive to the nose. Guests would have shunned the White House bathrooms. Servants would have departed in disgust and fury rather than wash dishes with thrifty, housewifely soap. Wisely, Mrs. Coolidge chose to purchase soap made of the finest oils, boiled in steam-heated, 1,000,000-lb. urns, purified of complexion-destroying acids, perfumed with flowered scents, shaped to beguile both hand...