Word: quietness
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...writing criticisms for New York's Musical Courier. Two years later she returned to Cleveland as the Plain Dealer's music editor. New York University gave her an LL. B. An able feminist, a Dry, an opponent of war, she soon became a heroine to women. A quiet, thin-lipped woman with a cordial hand shake and myopic eyes, she rises at 5:30 a. m., exercises to a phonograph before going to work. Weekends she hikes. Her decisions from the Supreme Court bench have been learned, middle-of-the-roadish. Had President Roosevelt withheld his appointment...
...general and Elizabeth Bergner in particular. When the picture opened, there was a mob of uniformed Nazis in the street outside the Capitol Theatre. In the lobby were police to help ticket holders through the door. The first performance, except for a few eggs smashed on billboards, passed off quietly. By the time the second performance started two hours later, the crowd in the street had worked itself up into a rage. While a fashionable audience with included British Ambassador Sir Eric Phipps edged into the theatre, there were wild shouts of: "We don't want Bergner...
...picture," he said, "I understood all the new reasons for painting." He immediately joined the famed Matisse group (Derain, Braque, Rouault, Vlaminck, Friesz), became one of Matisse's most brilliant disciples. Now he lives in a Montmartre apartment painted the same blue he often uses in his skies. Quiet, looking more like a businessman than a painter, he works strenuously, carries a sketch book everywhere, rarely frequents the cafes or studios of fellow artists...
Enthusiastic men roaming the earth by twos and threes, by dozens and hundreds, probing for remains of vanished animals, men and civilizations. . . . Scholarly men poring over clues in the quiet of their libraries, piecing together forgotten pages of the world's history. . . . Hopeful men searching by air for signs of lost glories. . . . Diggers all, builders all of the never-finished bridge between past and present. Prime news of diggers since the first of the year...
...Stuart Stree, Boston. If you are fond of sea-food, this is one of the best sites for your satiation. The Union Street restaurant is an extremely old and picturesque building (with a much worn oyster bar, sawdust, and beams on the first floor, and a remodeled second floor, quiet, dimly lighted, and suitable for the entertainment of ladies. Every conceivable sort of fish, mollusc, and crustacean is on the bill, and all are handled well, though simply. The chowder, of all sorts is good; the swordfish, at times, causes an instantaneous migration of the taste-buds into a taste...