Word: pulpiteering
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Fortnight ago a succession of lush, heavily framed portraits passed across the stage of the American Art Association-Anderson Galleries. In the mannerly, well dressed crowd fingers snapped and pencils rose actively, and from his pulpit Auctioneer Otto Bernet bounced prices up $1,000 at a time. For Sir Thomas Lawrence's huge canvas of Mrs. Raikes and Daughter, an agent paid the top price of the sale, $17,100. A Van Dyck, a Raeburn, a Gainsborough, a Romney each fetched more than $10,000. All told, 74 canvases brought $286,100 in cash. To the uninitiated it sounded...
People who are accustomed to think of New York's Bishop William Thomas Manning as an extremely formal, frigidly aristocratic little prelate would have been amazed to behold him last Sunday morning. His pulpit was a footstool, set up amid shavings, lumber, scaffolding, tarpaulins, in a little Harlem church. His sermon was a fighting talk. His congregation of 250, pressing close upon him, was three-quarters Negro...
...Smacking more often of Aladdin's than the student's lamp. The Shadow Flies offers the reader a rich mouthful of a spicy age. Parson-Poet Robert Herrick's Devonshire parish (1640) is the first scene, with the parson cursing his parishioners by name from the pulpit, wining with his London friend Sir John Suckling, tutoring pretty young Julian Conybeare, the atheist doctor's daughter. Julian's father falls foul of the law when he tries to protect an old woman from the witch-finders; he and Julian and Parson Herrick take a tactical holiday...
...eyed Negro in blue stood on a velvet-draped stage of the American Art Association, Anderson Galleries in New York last week with his arms full of Sardinian snaphaunces. The auctioneer droned along in his pulpit: "Five, do I hear seven-fifty? Five, do I hear seven-fifty? It's against you in the back of the room. Seven-fifty, do I hear ten" Seven-fifty, do I hear ten-?" All over the room the well-dressed crowd of dealers and socialites signalled their bids with the twitch of a pencil, the jerk of a head. For six days...
...sharp-nosed Preacher Rose was called to the Congregational Church in small Vershire, Vt. four years ago. There was a Congregational Church at West Fairlee Centre and Preacher Rose soon took to preaching there also. Presently the parishioners of an abandoned Methodist Church at West Fairlee offered him its pulpit. He accepted. He even got the three Roman Catholic families in the district to send their children to his Sunday School. Preacher Rose makes the 28-mi. round of his three parishes in an old automobile, carrying in winter a shovel to dig his way. He calls regularly...