Word: johnson
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Harry's, most cosmopolitan bar and gossip-parlor in Venice, word was going round that "Prince" David, the last of the marrying Mdi-Vani's, had just become engaged to blonde Muriel ("Honey") Johnson of Bronxville, N. Y. The Countess Haugwitz Reventlow was once the wife of his brother "Prince" Alexis...
...polite as any in Symphony Hall or Carnegie Hall, included such folk as Violinists Efrem Zimbalist, Albert Spalding, Jacques Gordon, Mrs. E. Parmalee (Alta Rockefeller) Prentice, Dancer Ted Shawn, Mrs. Alvan T. Fuller (wife of Massachusetts' onetime Governor), U. S. Ambassador-at-large Norman Hezekiah Davis, Novelist Owen Johnson, Mrs. Edward S. Harkness and many another social column name. Most of them sat in boxes which were shrewdly placed in a double row in the middle of the tent so that their occupants could be thoroughly seen...
...this new biography, the best so far, the biographer sets himself to prove that modern critics who belittle Gibbon's history commit an error equal to Boswell's when he snarled that "Gibbon is an ugly, affected, disgusting fellow," or to Dr. Johnson's when that captious fellow club-member implied that it was Gibbon who had ruined Rome. Ingenious as well as admiring, Biographer Low makes no attempt to turn ugly-duckling Gibbon into a swan: the greatness of The Decline and Fall is dramatized more effectively by contrast with the fussy mite...
...China. Weeping, but not greatly injured, Miss Lathrop then got a kick in the side, and a Mrs. Jones with whom she had been out for a stroll, received a powerful kick in the behind from another Japanese sentry. Vigorous protests by U. S. Ambassador to China Nelson T. Johnson were unavailing last week as Japanese officials maintained there had been "no violence." Sniffed Mrs. Jones: "If being kicked and shoved as we were isn't violence, then I'd hate to meet the real article. Undoubtedly we went too close to the [Japanese] barricades, although...
...tousle-haired, middle-aged artist carrying his charcoal and sandpaper in a tin cigaret box went to Washington one day last week on a routine assignment for the New York Times Sunday magazine. Samuel Johnson Woolf, 57, had done this many times before. He would draw a picture of a newsworthy personage and, while doing it, interrogate his subject enough to make a one-page interview to publish with his charcoal sketch. Sometimes he would jot down a few notes about what the person said on the edge of his drawing, but mostly he relied on his amazingly accurate memory...