Word: past
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Through the double glass doors of the White House, past the expressionless Negro footmen, into the ultimate social sanctum of the land, there passed one afternoon last week a slender, middle-aged invited guest wearing an afternoon dress of capri blue chiffon, a grey coat trimmed in moleskin, a small grey hat, moonlight grey hose, snakeskin slippers. She was well pleased to be there; to be greeted by the First Lady; to see Mrs. Good, the Secretary of War's wife, pouring the tea, and Mrs. Attorney-General Mitchell conversing politely. Also present were a Mrs. Bacon...
...Owen D. Young, returning to the U. S. from the successful Reparations conference in Paris, followed Hero's Highway from sea to land. He left the S. S. Aquitania at Quarantine, sped up the harbor on a special tug, landed at Manhattan's Battery, motored up Broadway past City Hall. But not one whistle blew for Hero Young. Not one ecstatic cheer rose for him. Not one inch of ticker tape fell upon him. Insistently refusing a public reception, Hero Young made his homecoming a strictly private affair...
...spiritual character,' 'spiritual value,' and 'joint worship at the Lord's table.' I have never heard anyone explain what those things mean. "We need to talk out of our own experience, not in the language of the past. Instead of saying 'The Lord is my shepherd' you ought to be saying 'God is my storage battery that renews my strength' or 'God is my low gear that takes me up the hills.' "I do not believe the Church now, or its representatives look upon its function as saving...
...Fear of Negro progress, not of Negro crime. "The tendency to direct mob violence against successful Negroes has been especially noticeable during the past ten years of lynching...
...three years past, the assistant organist of that orchestra had been one Helen Jean Moyer, 29. Last week she kept looking for another job, but found none. She went to her drab abode and sat by the window, despondent. She thought about suicide. The "talkies" have come, but Organist Moyer heard no knock on her own door. She waited awhile and then jumped, twelve stories down to death. The movies, the talkies, real life-they are quite different...