Word: neighborly
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...club into a kindly Tennessee judge. As the Santa Clara nosed into the locks of the Panama Canal, Cordell Hull debarked to pay tribute to Panama's President Juan Demostenes Arosemena. Delegate Alf M. Landon got off to pay non-partisan tribute to Cordell Hull: "The good neighbor policy has been made a realistic policy instead of a phrase to catch the imagination...
Cordell Hull and his chief's Good Neighbor Policy have notably softened Latin American distrust of the U. S., but the eve of Lima showed that they have by no means removed it. Well organized last week was opposition by the ABC powers (Argentina, Brazil, Chile) and other nations to confirming at Lima the proposals for a Little League of Nations and Little World Court, which Colombia and the Dominican Republic introduced out of friendliness to the U. S. at Buenos Aires two years ago. And toward Franklin Roosevelt's program for Continental Solidarity against Fascism, Latin American...
Whether it is performed by pacts or by a ring of Navy steel, what the U. S. hopes to accomplish at Lima is to show itself so Good a Neighbor that 120,000,000 Latin Americans will eschew the ideas and products of neighbors which the Good Neighbor wants to keep out. On the eve of this attempt, currents and undercurrents showed the progress of the neighborly race...
...After two long huddles with Mr. Roosevelt, with a sleep between at the home of the President's crippled neighbor, Will Moore of New York, the two diplomats headed back for Washington. The press was told nothing of what they had told the President or he them. Ambassador Phillips said he would start back to Rome next week, which suggested that the President planned no crackdown on Dictator Mussolini. Ambassador Wilson said only that his stay in the U. S. should not be called "indefinite." The world press set a watch upon the comings & goings of Mrs. Wilson...
...Eagerly they watched two handlers with bright-colored cocks on their arms advance to the centre of the pit, let their fighters peck at one another to get up their dander. There were no bookmakers. Bets (some as high as $100) were verbal, made with one's neighbor on the basis of the cocks' breeding or their fighting spirit in the centre of the pit. Then, at a command from the referee, the handlers returned to opposite sides of the pit, crouched down and, at the command "Pit your cocks," let their birds go. In a split second...