Word: lawn
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Opening the 1935 Mobilization for Human Needs, the President addressed 500 welfare workers on the White House lawn, urged restoration of private giving to 1929 levels...
...that the stars and the balls of tinfoil we delightedly rolled up would have impressed us much if other leftovers hadn't followed us all through our school days. Cannon on the courthouse lawn; a mail-order catalog soldier-with-bayonet in every public park; red paper poppies for sale in the streets; yearly "Conventions" with men in uniforms bowling down Main Street, slapping each other on the back, singing rowdy songs, drunk at the intersection trying to direct traffic with a cardboard whistle. Later, war movies, R. O. T. C. parades, University Gothic towers with memorial plaques, billboards plastered...
...that was mortal of Huey Pierce Long was buried last week in a copper-lined vault sunk in the front lawn of the State Capitol at Baton Rouge. From the 33-floor tower of the Capitol which the murdered Dictator had built as a $5,000,000 monument to himself and which now served as his headstone, reporters saw that the vast funeral crowd had choked the roads for miles around. Below, ringed by 100,000 spectators, of whom some 200 fainted during the long wait before the services began, lay a great bright field of floral tributes: little bunches...
Next thing outsiders knew the City Hall was ringing like an armory. Out of the Recorder's office burst State Representative and Market Master, smoking pistols in hand. After them dashed two policemen. City employes scurried for cover as bullets zipped through City Hall corridors and across the lawn to the Municipal Courts Building. When it was over the State Representative had four bullet holes in his legs, one policeman had three, the other policeman one and everybody concerned had a different story to tell...
...evening, ran upstairs to Mr. Rogers' bedroom. Lying on the floor with a bullet hole in her temple, a pearl-handled revolver at her feet, was Evelyn Hoey, honey-blonde torchsinger (Fifty Million Frenchmen). When police arrived they found Actress Hoey dead, Host Rogers stumbling drunkenly about the front lawn muttering about his "sweetheart." Told that Rogers & Hoey had spent the day in alcoholic bickering, police clapped Host Rogers and a male house guest in jail. Day later, believing the death suicide, they released both on bail...