Word: pulpiteering
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...protegee of Manhattan's late, reforming Baptist John Roach Straton, and for the past two years a Methodist minister in good standing (TIME, Dec. 30, 1935). Small, blonde and decidedly the most comely of U. S. divines, Miss Utley has been called by newspapers the "Garbo of the Pulpit" and the "Terror of the Tabernacles"; by Dr. Straton the "Joan of Arc of the modern religious world." This reverend miss once declared: "If I were a man, I'd never marry a woman preacher. They declaim too much." But two years ago a shoe salesman named Wilbur Eugene...
...Universalist Church in Lansing. Mich, two Sundays ago, Rev. Henry Clay Ledyard preached calmly, quietly in this vein to a congregation which had come to hear his valedictory sermon on Why I Am Not a Christian. Universalist Ledyard, 57, had held the Lansing pulpit since 1935, had espoused the cause of the Automobile Workers last spring,* had been the one Lansing preacher who accepted their invitation to preach in the Reo factory during their sitdown. Mr. Ledyard's congregation rebelled. Resigning as of last week, the young-looking minister made ready to become organization director of the Quarry Workers...
...what they saw, heard and experienced, and that is what I try to do." Currently he preaches on Sundays at Boston's Morgan Memorial Church, which has a Unitarian congregation but, by the terms of a bequest which gave it its property, must keep a Methodist in its pulpit...
...great crowd was hushed. Ushers were still showing last minute arrivals to their seats, but nearly every place was taken: row on row of Harvard men, many of them accompanied by ladies, waiting in tense expectancy. It wouldn't be long now until Harry Emerson Fosdick mounted the pulpit of Memorial Church. Down in front, ideally situated for the coming spectacle, were two rows of seats, reserved for the President of the University and prominent guests, but as yet unoccupied...
...Allah Akbar . . . God is great. . . . The Imam droned prayers, snatches from the Koran in Arabic, sitting cross-legged near his pulpit in a long green robe and a green fez (signifying that he has made the pilgrimage to Mecca). Squatting on prayer rugs and matting, his congregation droned with him, sometimes leaning forward, touching their Korans with their foreheads. For two hours one evening last week, these prayers sounded in a brick building in Brooklyn, only full-fledged Moslem mosque in the U. S. It was the eve of Ramadan, to Mohammedans the holiest and most rigorous month...