Word: quieting
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...scrapped and a monster coliseum be built upon Memorial field; let the classroom discussions during the football season be taken up with such topics. "Do you think we'll beat Norwich Saturday?" but also, please, let those now and then men who come to Hanover to study in the quiet of the hills be taken to Lake Tarleton so that they can avoid the hysteria of the periodic football migrations...
King George of England has a physician-a quiet man with a dry voice, a hard head and a sly wit-Sir Arbuthnot Lane of London, whose best friends speak of him as "Lane." Last week he gave a short talk to some 65 well known practitioners over their luncheon, demi-tasses in the stylish Union League Club, Manhattan. Now those who call Sir Arbuthnot "Lane" know that he is not the man to wad a speech with moss-bound medical verbiage, and they were therefore surprised to find in the newpaper synopsis of what he had said at that...
...never the rage; when professionals perform in public, the occasion involves little or no ticket speculation; even devotees speak of "a quiet corner for chess." But when, three weeks ago, 21 experts from Austria, Germany, Cuba, Mexico, the U. S., England, Poland, Russia and Czechoslovakia gathered in the Metropolis Hotel in Moscow for a formal dinner before their tournament, the Soviet Government took official notice, and great daily newspapers of the U. S. published editorials pontifying upon their activities in general and focusing the reader's gaze upon one man in particular...
...showing a sedan-chair of the 16th Century, a Pickwickian stagecoach, a Japanese rickshaw and an Egyptian whatnot, to remind the fortunate who ride within that there are less comfortable ways to travel. For the convenience of any lady who might be so ill-advised as to forfeit a quiet walk for a ride in this car, there was a vanity case of tooled Venetian leather stretched upon wood, in which was set a Wedgewood cameo...
Where then is peace, where then is quiet? In the home of culture, in the halls of learning seems the obvious answer. But there the drills and hoists of progress ply their trade. America has growing pains, and they center in her eardrums. If civilization has brought pleasure for some senses, it has brought torture for the hearing. One turns to the pages of history, to the writings of quiet men in quiet times and rests for a moment but only a moment. A typewriter sounds in the next room, a barrel organ in the street, and the book...