Word: jovialness
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...Chunky, jovial, rich Juan de la Cierva, 33, inventor of the autogiro, debarked at Manhattan last week, met his serious, rich friend Harold F. Pitcairn, 32, and went down to the latter's city, Bryn Athyn, Pa., near Philadelphia. There the Spaniard, who lives in England most of the time, stripped off his coat and near the Swedenborgian Church which Mr. Pitcairn and his two brothers are building according to their late father's bequest, made the first autogiro flight...
...nationally-advertised trade mark of an Empire gasoline called "British Petrol." Also "B. P." is what Boy Scouts the world over call their jovial, snowy-whiskered Chief Scout, Baron Baden-Powell of Gilwell. Last week the 50,000 Scouts who have been attending an international "jamboree" (Scoutese for convention) at Birkenhead, England (TIME, Aug. 12) broke camp and prepared to disperse to their homes in 50 nations with a message from...
...jovial gravediggers in Hamlet dug well while they cracked their elaborate jokes. However sad the friends of the sad Ophelia, they knew that she was at least safely, deeply buried. But if facetious gravediggers dig well, serious gravediggers may dig poorly, or indeed not at all. Such was the case in Manhattan last week when more than 300 serious gravediggers went on strike at Calvary, great Catholic cemetery. Due to the gravediggers' seriousness, hundreds of Catholic families feared lest their dead would be improperly, amateurishly buried...
...Affaires A. P. Rosengolz. He was given his walking papers by the since-fallen Conservative Government two Junes ago (TIME, June 12, 1927). As M. Rosengolz hurried into Victoria Station to catch his boat train, he was cheered by a delegation of British Laborites led by jovial Arthur Henderson, then Minister of State for Home Affairs. "Hullo, old fellow!" boomed Mr. Henderson, and warmly wrung the parting Comrade's hand...
...handling of the Vintners' massy, golden wassail cup. Brimming with stout English sack specially brewed of old sherry and spices the Vintners' Cup was supposed to be deeply quaffed in sociable succession, first by Toastmaster the sporting Earl of Derby, second by Ambassador Dawes, third by jovial Publisher-Peer Lord Riddell, finally by the company at large after suitable replenishments. But when Lord Derby had drunk ceremoniously and passed the cup, Teetotaler Dawes pursed his firm lips, brushed the Vintners' chalice against them for less than a second, then swiftly passed it on to Baron Riddell...