Word: lights
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...word "hero" is one that has no place in it. Great men of all kinds have been found to have faults just as grievous as their less famous brethren, and the more noted they were the less were they to be revered when their real selves came to light. But heretofore the public has been left its faith in the bad men of times past. From Nero to the Kaiser, various luckless individuals have been the target of unanimous invective and scorn, and few attempts to deny them their titles have been made...
...swimming pool will probably begin in the late spring or early summer on or near the site of the present Freshman Athletic Building, which will be moved. The pool will be about 75 feet long by 60 feet wide and will receive illumination directly through a large sky light...
...have gotten no further than printing posters on the other plays," he continued, "but their titles may be significant. Frankie and Johnnie, a light farce with a Derringer Climax the motorcycle will appear in this): The Golden Ophir Mine of Redputch by Francis Full who lived through those wild days: The Murder of Blue Eyed Ella of which pathos has only recently been appreciated: an anonymous gem called Idaho...
During the ten years that followed, Painter Motley had to work hard. He waited on dining-car tables, did some light plumbing, some heavy coal-heaving and painted a lot more pictures. One of these, A Mulattress won him the Frank G. Logan medal and prize at the Chicago Art Institute Exhibition in 1925. Last week he achieved the honor of a one-man exhibition in Manhattan, an honor which, so far as is known, no Negro has ever before achieved. To the New Galleries came a motley crowd, including Ralph Pulitzer, part-owner of the N. Y. World...
...voodooism were more original and hence more noticed. Painter Motley has seen the crowd of anxious dark faces at a fortune teller's door, waiting to be told what numbers to bet on in a gambling game. He paints the same crowd, their black skins grey in the light of a jungle moon, capering through the mad tendrils of a mango grove...