Word: picnicers
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Chicago, last week, a picnic was held for the people who have lived longest in the city. These gathered in a park and held contests among themselves to decide which one was the "Oldest Settler," the greatest ancient...
...most popular person at the picnic was Richard Evans, 91. A nimble fellow in button-shoes, he shook hands with everyone. It was found that he was the oldest foreign born inhabitant of Cook County; he had been brought there by his parents when he was ten months old. He had a trombone with him which he played at frequent intervals. He seemed eager to tell everyone about the old days when he was a young man and when Chicago was a young city. Said Richard Evans: "I knew Chicago before it had a railroad, a paved street, a trolley...
Many of the Legionairies, while en route to Belgium, stopped off to visit and some to picnic at Vimy Ridge, in France. Thence they proceeded to Ypres, Belgium, and assembled around the famed Menin Gate, an imposing War memorial almost covered by the inscribed names of more than 55,000 British Dead. Into a radio microphone, set up in the roadway before Menin Gate, spoke Charles of Flanders, Edward of Wales, and finally the Archbishop of York...
...content that his neighbors, of long standing feud, were with the enemy Yanks. And there were others, non-fighters: The congressmen came out to see Bull Run, The congressmen who like free shows and spectacles, They brought their wives and carriages along, They brought their speeches and their picnic-lunch, Their black constituent-hats and their devotion: Some even brought a little whisky, too. (A little whisky is a comforting thing For congressmen in the sun, in the heat of the sun.) The bearded congressmen with orators' mouths The fine, clean-shaved, Websterian congressmen, Come...
...elderly and sweetly commanding lady appeared, last week in the Zoological Gardens at Bristol, where a Conservative party picnic was being held. When reporters crowded round, the lady pinked with amiability. "I was wondering as I entered the Zoo," she said, "in what category I really belong. I am too old to play with the monkeys or quack with the ducks. I do not want to be enrolled among the geese, and still less among the boars. I wonder where I belong...