Word: lot
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...average price of tombstones had risen from a Depression low of $350 to nearly $500. The industry sold 2,734,000 cu. ft. of granite and marble in 1935. Possibly because things looked so bright for the tombstone trade, last week's convention talked little about business, a lot about art. Dealers and salesmen were driven to cemeteries, taken on a tour of the Metropolitan Museum of Art, shown tombstone art. Sculptors Robert Aitken, Harriet Frishmuth, Charles Keck, Augustus Lukeman and the Piccirilli Brothers lent pieces to the exhibition. And at the annual banquet, the chief address...
...longer on the active list. His battered old Mikasa, laid up too, was made a national shrine. An unpretentious hero, as Chief of the General Staff he plodded on as he always had. Even naval men thought he had left out something or had taken a lot for granted when he thus gave away the secret of his success: "The great secret of winning a naval engagement is to have the flagship always lead the way." When he heard of a proposed statue of himself, he demurred. "It does not seem proper to me that expense should be incurred...
...They don't have to spend a lot of time and work in building up a public. Of course not all good athletes have the ability to act. Some of them seem muscle bound or something. Max Baer is a good example of a talented athlete who made good in pictures, but he got much too swell headed...
...comments were enthusiastic. "They were all the grandest bunch of boys," she exclaimed. "The ones I met were all very nice and awfully good looking. They didn't seem at all embarassed to life their skirts for the cameramen when the pictures were taken. I really had a lot of fun and enjoyed every minute of my visit...
...Henry Short Story Award, shows how geography alters cases. Author Boyle's heroic hero is a Nazi, but in Austria. Critics of Kay Boyle think she takes a perverse, malicious interest in abnormal people, and most of the denizens of her back yard are indeed a queer lot. Most normal seem blood relations to characters out of D. H. Lawrence or Katherine Mansfield. Her stories are glimpses of people rather than peep shows of action, and often do not "make sense." Yet even her slyest grotesques are recognizably, though often cruelly, human. Some of them...