Word: racing
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...avowed its desire for honorable peace. If sometimes impractical in the execution of its purpose, it has always posed as the champion of international goodwill. It comes unexpectedly that the Chairman of the Naval Affairs Committee declares that since the spirit of the disarmament treaty is dead, "the race is on, and it's high time we should get ahead"--this in connection with the proposed increase in naval power now under consideration in Congress...
...Booker T. Washington once told members of his race not to strive for social recognition. The noted Negro educator further advised his people to give up aspirations toward political power, complete civil rights, and higher education...
...race of life goes seldom to the fleet of foot. More often it is won by some innovator who procures a motorcycle and rides to victory amid envious shouts of "Unfair!" Such an innovator is tall,* big-boned Baron Kylsant of Carmarthen, never a seaman but the world's greatest shipman. He towered to international fame (TIME, Dec. 6) when the Royal Mail Line of which he is Chairman bought the White Star. Last week correspondents enthroned him as a personage by cabling to the world's ends a speech which he made in London before the Institute...
...fashionably rowdy London Kit-Cat Club I assumedly viewed with alarm the publicity which it received last week, due to the shocking behavior of a Lord. Driven by one 'Teddy Oysters,' valiant old-school London cabby, the young Earl of Northesk led a 'hansom cab race' of nine other peers-about-town through Piccadilly to the very door of the Kit-Cat. . . . The police, unable to ignore the place after this escapade, prepared to raid it. Discovering in the nick of time that Edward of Wales was witkin, they postponed their raid until he had departed...
...Dermot McDermot (Walter Abel) and a neighboring country gentleman's daughter, Connaught O'Brien (Katherine Alexander), both born to the grassy slopes of Ireland, in love with their land, their horses, their people and each other. She is forced to marry a villain who shoots her pet race horse after good old Bart had won the big steeplechase. The race is a childish, ridiculous, clumsy scene, wherein one horse, galloping a mile a minute on a treadmill, was easily outstripped by the gingerly lope of another animal who had only to thread his way across a stationary stage...