Word: leading
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Father Moody" will appear this Sunday at the meeting house built the year he died. As of yore, his congregation will be drummed to meeting, the tithing man will tickle the drowsy with a rod tipped by a rabbit's foot, the precentor line out the psalms and lead the singing with a pitch pipe. The sermon will be "The Doleful State of the Damned," which Samuel Moody first preached on August 21, 1710. He will pray that Queen Anne's reign continue happy and glorious, "that this place and all other places be not bothered by Indians...
...eastern Cuba woodcutters cleared thousands of acres of forest. Negroes from Haiti and coolies from China planted sugar cane between blackened tree stumps. To move the sugar crop, American banks opened subsidiaries in Havana, with the Chase National Bank and the National City Bank of New York taking the lead...
...Dictator Mussolini. Editors in Italy do not refer to Il Duce as a grandfather; they understand that the picture of Signor Mussolini slipping gracefully into old age is not for Fascist consumption. Featured instead is the fact that Il Duce pilots his own plane, rides horseback, swims, skis, can lead his militiamen in a half-mile trot or a goose step. The Dictator's hair is cut close to his head so that neither increasing greyness nor baldness is noticeable. His physical endurance is still greater than that of most of the younger Fascists of his entourage...
Last month President's Message No. 51 laid facts & figures before L. & N. employes to dramatize Jim Hill's constant plea for small savings. To get the money to buy one lead pencil, said he, L. & N. (a lucky, coal-hauling road) must haul 1,887 pounds of average freight one mile; to buy one track bolt, eleven tons. Other figures: one typewriter, 11,552 tons; one brakeman's lantern, 162; one fireman's coal scoop...
Most of the people of this hemisphere have lost their fear of us and would really like, I believe, to follow our lead-if we would assume the lead. The other night here in Bogotá we saw the newsreels of the Squalus rescue. The audience was simply overcome with admiration . . . and clapped and stamped as the survivors were helped aboard the Falcon. Finally the man in back of me, a Colombian, poked me violently in the back and said fiercely: "There, you ugly German [anybody with blond hair in Bogotá is a German], that's what...