Word: marvelling
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Mason Hammond '25, instructor in History, and T. L. Harris, University adviser in religion, organizers of the crew, rowed 7 and 5, respectively. W. M. Marvel, proctor in Wigglesworth Hall, occupied the number 6 position in the shell, while R. H. Martin '34 rowed at number 4. The bow, two, and three seats were held by B. W. Hislop, a proctor in the Yard, R. I. W. Westgate, instructor in Greek and Latin, and J. F. C. Richards, instructor in Latin and Greek, respectively...
...President Kent there is a great deal of the actor, also a genuineness sprung from the days when he was an engineer in Wyoming. Usually wearing a pepper & salt suit, he is full of tricks and stories. Salesmen under him marvel at his eloquence, his exciting vocabulary. Fox's bankers planned to watch him for several months before making him president but his air and accomplishments won them over in one-third of that time...
...Hawkins, Sturtevant Burr '31; Mrs. Migrain, Francis Hoague '31; Mac Truck, N. P. Farquhar '32; Tommy Hawthorn, S. C. Dorman '33; Brock Kerreth, P. S. Carter '34; "Hermes" Austin, R. B. Harrison '32; Betty Landingstone, R. W. Kuhl '32; Anita Gale, J. H. Pearson '32; radio announcer, W. M. Marvel '30; reporter, Arthur Barrett...
When Yehudi was four he started studying with Louis Persinger who at the end of two years pronounced him a marvel. Thereupon Banker & Mrs. Sidney M. Ehrman offered to finance the boy's career. Large-hearted patrons usually do more harm than good. They arouse high hopes which are almost never realized.- But Yehudi was born with great imagination and great concentration, far more important than any amount of boosting. By the time he was seven all San Francisco was talking about him. At ten, a chunky, blond child in velvet knee pants, he played the Beethoven Concerto with...
...grown firmer, more mature. Washington has been as cruel to him as to any President in history. And yet somehow, for all the heartbreak that has been his, Mr. Hoover has grown in inner stature. To strangers he may appear a beaten man but his friends marvel at his fortitude and lack of bitterness. Thin-skinned, he has learned to shrug off criticism with a philosophy described as "almost oriental in its calm." No longer do his fingers drum a nervous tattoo on his chair arm or his eyes rove the floor. He talks in a low, steady, less querulous...