Word: leclair
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...night last January in Manhattan's Town Hall, portly, irascible Harold LeClair Ickes, Secretary of the Interior, met Publisher Frank Ernest Gannett in radio debate on the question: "Do we have a free press?" Secretary Ickes' answer was a querulous...
Born. To Harold LeClair Ickes, 65, U. S. Secretary of the Interior, and Jane Dahlman Ickes, 26, whom he married secretly in Ireland in May 1938, three years after his first wife died in an automobile accident; a 7-pound, 11-ounce son, her first child, his fourth; in Johns Hopkins Hospital, Baltimore. Secretary Ickes had his parental jitters in an emergency Cabinet meeting in Washington...
Just a year ago, Harold LeClair Ickes. then 64, slipped away from Washington, sailed to Ireland and there, in Dublin, made screaming headlines for London papers by marrying titian-haired Jane Dahlman, 25, of Milwaukee. Last week at a press conference the press-baiting Secretary of the Interior blushed handsomely when asked if Washington gossip was true, that he was once more to become a father (in September).* Replied forthright Mr. Ickes: "I have hopes. It's great to be in public life, isn't it? ... What we need is a little more liberty from the press...
...night last week Secretary of the Interior Harold LeClair Ickes, most vociferous U. S. critic of the U. S. press, rose to tell the New York Newspaper Guild and a radio audience what he thought of "calumnists" (columnists). He prefaced his remarks with one of his own ventures in prosody...
...Washington's sunny Easter afternoon, at the base of the Lincoln Memorial, Negro Contralto Marian Anderson sang America, Ave Maria, My Soul Is Anchored in the Lord for a crowd of 75,000, including Harold LeClair Ickes, Henry Morgenthau, many another Capital bigwig. Singer Anderson had waived her $1,750 fee, nobody paid admission, her program was considerably below her artistic par. This was all because, by last week, the Anderson Affair had become more a matter of politics than of Art or even of Race. After the D. A. R. kept Miss Anderson out of Constitution Hall...