Word: negresses
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Cornelius, N. C., Mrs. G. M. Burton, Negress, does not sing "Ten baby fingers and ten baby toes" to Bettie, a daughter she bore three years ago. Bettie, taken last week to a Charlotte, N. C., clinic for examination, has 18 fingers, 25 toes, on the normal number of hands & feet...
...Maximus, "The Delayer" (Third Century B. C.). The family of the late Prince Scipione Borghesi is both Royal and Papal. There are, in fact, dozens, scores, hundreds of Italian noblemen whole titles are genuine and venerable beyond reproach. Therefore, it was not surprising that in Paris last week, famed Negress Black Bottom, and Charleston performer Miss Josephine Baker, once of Harlem, now mistress of a Montmartre night club, should have announced her marriage to Count Pepito di Albertini of Rome. Few of Miss Baker's race would have kept the secret as long as she said she had kept...
General Herbert M. Lord, Director of the Bureau of the Budget, next addressed the meeting. He told five humorous stories: one about a Scotsman and an Irishman, one about a Negro and a Negress (Rufus and Narcissa), one about a Negro preacher with a fondness for long words, one about a fish too big to be true, one about a man who said that a church service "beat the devil." He also inaugurated the Loyal Order of Woodpeckers, whose members will dedicate themselves to performing small but frequent economies, and "whose persistent tapping away at waste will make cheerful music...
...discovered "Florence" making excellent waffles in the Rue Pigale some four years ago. Her waffles became a fad, and so many rich waffle eaters washed the golden morsels down with amber champagne that, today, Florence Jones te more purseful than many of her clients. The fact that this handsome Negress, genuinely from Harlem, keeps the smartest boite de nuit* in Paris, was evident again last week, when His Royal Highness, 27-year-old Prince Henry of Britain, strolled into Chez Florence, atop Montmartre, at 3 a. m., with a highly unofficial entourage...
Edward, fairly caught, laughed among the first; and since then Miss Jones has been an all-licensed Negress. Nightly she coaxes or drags celebrities out on her jazz floor, makes them perform, makes them ridiculous to their own intense delight-for the crowd are all clannishly impersonal and good-humored. Therefore, last week Prince Henry was not irked when Miss Jones sought to draft him as a contestant in an impromptu black bottom contest...