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Word: landing (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1930-1939
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...disgusted with this last issue, April 17. On p. 21 you speak of Mrs. Roosevelt, the First Lady of the land, whom we all respect and admire as "long-legged." I am ashamed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, May 8, 1939 | 5/8/1939 | See Source »

Ideally the President's plan would shuffle his agencies physically as well as functionally into streamlined new quarters, not only in Washington but out through the land where their scattered regional offices now cost citizens dear in time to find them, deal separately with them. Affected by the altered grouping will be 90,400 Federal employes in all, only 24,982 of them in Washington. The President in this plan did not dwell on the unpopular subject of how many of these jobs would be telescoped...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: National Affairs: Plan No. 1 | 5/8/1939 | See Source »

...support of his bill to create Greater Liberia, Senator Bilbo quoted Thomas Jefferson, founder-hero of the Democratic Party. He declared that 20,000 mulattoes annually "cross the color line" (pass for whites). If miscegenation goes on unchecked, he predicted the U. S. will become a land of decadent mongrels, "a yellow race yet to come...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: RACES: Mr. Bilbo's Afflatus | 5/8/1939 | See Source »

...debts, later would buy supplies for the colony in the same way. The U. S. Treasury would put up $1,000,000,000 and guarantee the colony's bonds. Negro labor battalions would be paid U. S. Army wages ($21 to $30 per month) to prepare the land under U. S. engineers. Senator Bilbo vows that 8,000,000 of the 12,000,000 U. S. Negroes would hop at the chance to escape the white man's yoke, live on the white man's subsidies until they establish farms and businesses. They would progress from...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: RACES: Mr. Bilbo's Afflatus | 5/8/1939 | See Source »

...sound of music, cracking whips, pistol shots, and cannons came to his car, Billy plucked at his coat. "Gee, I don't feel so good. Let's sit down a while. I don't want to go in there yet." On the very threshold of the promised land, Vag found himself frustrated. Muttering grimly about "a pesky younger brother," he sat down on a bench. But Billy, instead of getting better, felt worse and worse; finally Vag thought discretion the better part of valor, and he took Billy down the corridor towards the exit. As he left the fragrant Garden...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 5/5/1939 | See Source »

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