Word: lined
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Left out of account by observers who figured that Jim Farley's sole object was to line up convention delegates for himself is the fact that in politics-his profession-he is as hard-headed a man as there is alive. He is an automaton of political finesse, a tireless, viceless performer of the right word & deed at the right time for political effect. As such he is most interested in backing a candidate who will win nomination and election in 1940. If that candidate is James Aloysius Farley, that will suit him fine. If it is Franklin Roosevelt...
...just as expected. Down the backstretch he kept in front. But it was no runaway, like the Derby. Gilded Knight was on his heels, stride for stride. Coming into the homestretch, Challedon, who had been trailing the leaders, flew past them in a splatter of mud, crossed the finish line a length and a half-in front of Gilded Knight. Mighty Johnstown, with mud in his eye, strolled in next to last, almost ear to ear with last-place Ciencia, only filly in the race...
When Franklin Roosevelt journeys from Washington to Hyde Park, he generally takes the Baltimore & Ohio R. R. It is his favorite passenger line and its 78-year-old president, Daniel Willard, is his good friend. Genial Dan Willard is also the good friend of RFC Chairman Jesse Jones and has many a warm admirer in Congress, where he is regarded as a liberal with a good railroad labor record. In the last year and a half this widespread affection for President Willard is about all that has saved the sore-pressed B. & 0. from reorganization...
...Johnstown won only seven of twelve races. Because Johnstown ate too fast and often made himself ill, his trainer invented a sievelike device to feed him oats slowly. Johnstown swiftly improved. This spring, in three starts, no rival could get within six lengths of his heels at the finish line. Last week, Owner Woodward saw Johnstown join one of the Derby's smallest fields as one of the shortest favorites in the history of the race...
Otto Struve has seen more of life than most stargazers. Scion of a distinguished line of European astronomers, he was born in Kharkov, Russia, where his ancestors had settled after emigrating from Germany. He studied astronomy at Kharkov's university, served in the Russian Army in the World War, fought on the Turkish front. He fought with the White Russians against the Bolsheviks, fled to Constantinople after the White Russian collapse. While hiding in a coal bunker he found a wad of Imperial Russian banknotes which would have made him rich a few years before but were then worthless...