Word: jay
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...speech and a broadcast dinner. To the Centennial Council it seemed that a special hymn was needed for their occasion and for one they offered $50. Last week three Presbyterian judges announced the winner from among 200 entries. Title: God of Years, Thy Love Hath Led Us, by Dr. Jay Glover Eldridge, dean of the faculty of the University of Idaho...
...Zion souvenir program relates, "When God's clock struck the hour for the presentation of Zion Passion Play, He had ready a young man." That young man was Elder Jabez Taylor, now 29, one of the Community's twelve ordained ministers. Having discovered he hated to preach, "Jay" Taylor had taken to directing church plays, and for Overseer Voliva he worked up a Passion Play which cost $7,000, brought in $4,000 in collections during its 17 performances. Last year the stage was remodeled, the cast enlarged to 150 and a play costing $15,000 was performed...
Miss F. M. Adams, Mrs. Jay R. Benton, Mrs. Thomas H. Bilodeau, Mrs. John Bowen, Mrs. W. H. Butler, Mrs. Howard T. Case, Mrs. Wilson D. Clark Jr., Mrs. Martin Evers, Mrs. James H. Flood, Mrs. Robert W. Palmer, Mrs. Richard V. Pedrick, Mrs. C. R. Porter, Mrs. Stanley B. Purdy, Mrs. C. O. Richardson, Mrs. Herbert Rogers, Mrs. M. L. Rogers, Mrs. Harry W. Russell, Mrs. Hollis L. Seavey, Mrs. Walter H. Sides, Mrs. S. G. Sleeper, Mrs. C. N. Smith, Mrs. Thomas K. Snyder, Mrs. Sidney St. F. Thaxter, Mrs. A. A. Thayer, Mrs. Richard M. Walsh...
...jay-walkers will be counted in the second survey, and a record of all motorists who drive through red, red and yellow, or yellow lights will be made...
...1870s, a Cassandra appeared on this happy scene in the person of Jay Gould, who dickered with Jefferson's soft-spoken businessmen about the possibility of putting through a branch of his Texas & Pacific Railroad to connect the city overland northeast with Texarkana and the T. & P. main line. Annoyed when the Jeffersonians would not talk his kind of turkey, the black-whiskered railroad baron clapped on his plug hat and walked out croaking a curse on the whole pack of them: "Bats will roost in your belfries, trees thrust branches through mouldering buildings, grass grow in your streets...