Word: linoleum
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Because the national tournament counted as the last event on the Olympic tryout schedule, Mrs. de Tuscan was able to answer both questions at once on the green linoleum strip of Manhattan's Fencers Club last week. So pretty that with a foil in her hand she inevitably creates a brief illusion of being an actress learning how to handle the weapon for purposes of some romantic musical comedy, Mrs. de Tuscan won seven of her eight bouts, fencing with superb aggressiveness. Marion Lloyd, one of the two ex-champions in the round robin, beat...
...inclined to agree with their Chicago confreres. Jurymen Lloyd Goodrich, Waldo Peirce and Henry Varnum Poor awarded the $500 Frank G. Logan prize to pretty Doris Lee of Woodstock. N. Y. for an animated cartoon of U. S. farm life entitled Thanksgiving. In an old-fashioned kitchen with modern linoleum on the floor, a pair of twins are squalling for their dinner in a highchair, a cook is basting the turkey, a scrawny aunt hurries in with a basket of vegetables, a naughty child tosses scraps of ham fat to a kitten...
...through the back-breaking gymnastics of shoving miniature ships around a linoleum floor? If it is to reduce the girth of the Generals -swell. But from a standpoint of gastronomical efficiency, which in some way effects brain maneuvers, it occurred to a layman that they might put their destroyers up on a table and walk around it, shoving their battleships, cruisers and destroyers in much easier posture...
...Shapiro realize that the Navy's ''Generals" are Admirals-in-the-making. If a table were built for their miniature war games, they would still get waistline exercise (which they relish) because the table would have to be as big as the linoleum floor on which they now play. The games are played to scale. Each 1-ft. square of linoleum represents one square mile of ocean, or at most ten square miles, according to the problem...
...potman last week found in the pub cellar the sort of thing that used to occur on the nearby stage half a century ago. Some villain had struck down a middleaged, grey-haired man, rolled him up in curtains, then in linoleum, finally in carpets and tied the big bundle with a rope. When Sir Bernard Spilsbury arrived the usual London headlines suggested that not even this murder trail could be too cold for his keen, Sherlocking nose. Sniffed he: "I should say this man was killed about 1885 and was at that time about 55 years old. There...