Word: noon
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...after Sir Benjamin Hall, in 1856 London's Commissioner of Works. Of all clock bells in the Empire none are more storied, more beloved. Therefore last week it seemed a splendid idea to take a movietone of Prime Minister Stanley Baldwin listening, in his garden to "Big Ben" clang noon over the housetops...
...noon approached, good Squire Baldwin took his stance, puffing the most often caricatured pipe in England. He listened intently, visibly. "Clang . . . clang . . . clang . . . clang!" began Big Ben?but at the fifth stroke a pigeon descended with whirring wings and spoiled everything...
...Next noon the Prime Minister consented to another trial, and started to read a short greeting, timed to end just as Big Ben commenced to strike. All went well until Mr. Baldwin lost his place in reading, paused awkwardly, and upon resuming did not get to the end of his remarks before Big Ben's 132-tons began to reverberate...
...with him, the first extra-routine speech of his administration. Publisher Ochs was at the station to meet him, to escort him to a hotel where the Press was assembled. It was the Press in a far larger sense than what the President meets each Tuesday and Friday at noon in his office. This was the Associated Press-a non-partisan organization which collects and distributes news, not for profit but for its members' convenience. Newspaper publishers from all over the land were in Manhattan for the annual meeting of the American Newspaper Publishers Association. Most of them went...
...took aboard great men in black clothes to stand, lost in their own thoughts, about the casket. On a mulberry-colored cushion rested the Grand Cross of the Legion of Honor. Col. Charles Augustus Lindbergh stood there, his shoulders drooped in memory of Le Bourget, Paris, 1927. At sharp noon a bugle shrilled. Fifteen wiry French sailors lifted the coffin, carried it cautiously down the green-carpeted gangplank, through the purple-and-black draped pier to a black caisson drawn by six horses. As if freighted with the sorrow of two nations, the casket became unmanageably heavy. In 30 hands...