Word: oiling
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Borah. And these estimable greywigs had reason to be twice pleased. First because due largely to their own regulations, the docket is reduced to about 640 cases at present. Among those near the top of the list Mal S. Daugherty's case,+ Edwin L. Doheny's oil lease appeal case, and those involving judicial construction of the Constitutional terms "free speech" and "free assembly" are of most interest to the lay public. And, again, they beamed benignly at the design for the New Supreme Court Building by the late Henry Bacon. Henry Bacon also designed the Lincoln Memorial...
...Oil was once a word that lubricated the jaws of the nation. Newspapers screamed it, preachers damned it, Mr. Average Citizen swallowed it and was shocked. That was back in 1923 when the Senate was airing the Teapot Dome and Elk Hills oil scandals of the Harding Administration. Soon the tumult died, the people forgot, and the wheels of justice began to churn ponderously...
Last week, the civil proceedings moved another stage nearer completion. The Government won a victory in its attempt to recover the Teapot Dome naval oil reserves which onetime (1921-23) Secretary of the Interior Albert B. Fall had leased to the Mammoth Oil Co. (a Harry F. Sinclair institution). Judge William Squire Kenyon- presiding judge of Iowa, in the Federal Circuit Court of Appeals at St. Louis, reversed the decision of the Wyoming district court (TIME, June 29, 1925); ordered it to cancel the Mammoth Oil Co.'s leases and to demand an accounting of the oil which...
...flavor. He was the comparatively impecunious young apprentice attorney who had obtained, for Abby, a suspended sentence when she had been nabbed for the second time by an irreverent traffic patrolman. The city room of the American buzzed at the prospect of an old-fashioned beat: 'Daughter of Oil King's Son to Wed Humble Speed Case Benefactor...
TAMPICO-Joseph Hergesheimer -Knopf ($2.50). To a forest of oil wells, peopled by Mexican bandits, derelict Yankees, greasy drillers, dollar-brained exploiters and always, always, their perfumes clinging, their bodies twining and hinting as only a close observer of exotic flesh could make them twine and hint, women of extreme temperature waiting in cafes, hotel lobbies and upper chambers, Govett Bradier, oil baron extraordinary, returns to complete the theft of an associate's wife, Vida Carew. He is convalescent from malaria but chronically passion-ridden. What time he hangs around Tampico, small bright knives slip out of sheer hosiery...