Word: leanness
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...southern Illinois, Mrs. McCormick found husbandmen, after lean years, interested chiefly in farm relief and the tariff not in the League of Nations or the World Court. She spoke of a compromise tariff helpful to farmer and industrialist alike. What made Mrs. McCormick glum was the discovery of a widespread prejudice against a woman in the Senate. Added this was the covert opposition of many Illinois women to her because of what they considered her politically autocratic manner. Said she: "I hope nobody will vote for me simply "because I am a woman or vote against me solely because...
Before the City Council last week appeared Chicago's Mayor William Hale ("Big Bill") Thompson. Sweepingly he vetoed two-thirds of the lean budget. Sweepingly he absolved his administration of blame for the fiscal fix, put the blame on real estate revaluators.* Generously he proposed a budget greater by $6,313,000 than Chicago's estimated 1930 revenue, demanded reinstatement of 1,502 employes. Galleries crammed with jobless Thompson men roared with applause when the City Fathers failed to override this program...
...become proficient during long sleepy days when, if you were not playing pool at the smoke house, there was nothing to do but count the cars on Ohio Street, or go down to the station to watch the Spirit of St. Louis come in from New York, or lean against the window of Bards drug store, waiting for something to happen. He started a poolroom of his own, but found few customers. Moving to St. Louis, he opened another place, with metal tables in it, but the balls made such a noise whamming off the cushions that...
...buildings, which were to the leeward of the raging inferno. Bright, sporadic flashes of newspaper photographers' powder charges lent a Fourth of July twist to a typical New England winter night. By 1.05, half a dozen hardy firemen drew a cheer from the throng when they struggled on the lean-to roof behind the central section of the doomed building carrying with them hoses and axes to attack the fire from close range...
Every morning when the late great Marshal Ferdinand Foch reached his fusty little office in the top of the Invalides, he would lean his umbrella in the corner, adjust his spectacles, tap the barometer on his office wall, then call as he sat down at his desk "Et maintenant, ou est mon Weygand?" Loyal, capable General Max Weygand, member of the superior War Council, was always there. Despite the fact that he had been Chief Assistant, almost a second son to Marshal Foch since the outbreak of the war, General Weygand never dreamed of sitting down in the marshal...