Word: modestly
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...These conferences are thus reduced to occasions when the President secretly tells an obedient press what he would like to have printed about himself. . . are now little more than the personal publicity machine of Calvin Coolidge. . . . For a modest and a timid man Mr. Coolidge has a quite extraordinary fondness for the privileges of an autocrat...
Colonel Theodore Roosevelt, revealed that Flyer Charles Lindbergh had asked him for letters of introduction to friends in Paris who might "show him around a little." Colonel Roosevelt complied. To Ambassador Myron Timothy Herrick he wrote: "This will introduce to you . . . a real sportsman . . . Captain Lindbergh is modest. He won't ask you to do anything for him. If I were you, however, I would insist upon seeing something...
Klein. Though modest Dr. Julius Klein opened his lips to correspondents not so much as once last week, he was sought out, courted by Europeans who know in what esteem President Calvin Coolidge holds silent but upstanding Dr. Klein. The President has said (TIME, April 11) that Julius Klein is the best informed man in the Government Service on the Administration's economic policy. Such words are a talisman to fame. When Dr. Klein reached Geneva, it was whispered that his are the ears of President Coolidge at the Economic Conference...
...beauty in their memorials. . . . They have made their very memorials to live and to serve as did the loved ones for whom they stand. In the institutions now operating as units of the medical centre are found such 'living memorials,' identified by a bronze tablet here, a modest name plate there. Following is a schedule of memorial gifts for your thoughtful consideration...
Although "regular" medical men scorn "Manipulative Surgeon" Barker's methods for not being based on the surgical science that they know, there can be no minimizing of his successes. Recently, while disporting himself in the waters of the Gulf of Genoa (at Alassio where he now lives in modest dalliance), he struck his head against bottom. When he reached surface (he told his Manhattan greeters last week), his head hurt; his neck was stiff; he could not turn his head. Something was out of joint. He wrapped his powerful fingers about his neck, manipulated the bones, wrenched. There...