Word: reds
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...paragraph on "Smoke Photography" which appeared on p. 16 of the Aug. 30 issue is not quite accurate. The film, which is sensitive to infra-red rays, which penetrate haze (scarcely smoke), is sensitized with "kryptocyanine." This dye is not a secret in spite of its name; it was discovered by Adams and Haller at the color laboratory of the Bureau of Chemistry in 1919 and is made in our laboratories by Dr. H. T. Clarke. After many attempts we have succeeded in using it for sensitizing film...
...stuffy trains, put on their night-shirtish regalia, paraded peacefully without masks. At their head was Hiram W. Evans, Imperial Wizard, dentist of Dallas, Tex. Shrewd businessman, he smiled, wondered if all those behind him had paid their dues. There were floats: "Miss 100% America" and "Little Red School-house." During the next two days, the mighty Kloncilium met to ponder on next year's schemes, probably to re-elect Imperial Wizard Evans for another four-year term. The Klan program now has four aims...
...away "water-curing" at Aix-les-Bains. When the Times was brought in by many a butler last week, many a mine owner let it lie negligently for a moment beside his plate. Perhaps it might contain a new outburst against the miners by half bald and otherwise red-headed Chancellor of the Exchequer Winston Churchill. There was no sentimentality about "Winnie"-a grandson of the Seventh Duke of Marlborough. A little loud, perhaps, but "Winnie" would keep the Cabinet on the coal owners' side while Premier Baldwin was away...
Poem A boy sat on the Yachtsmen's Wharf at Atlantic City last Thursday, complacently fishing. Beside him dozed his necessary adjunct, a tawny, nondescript dog. The John Greenleaf Whittier poem was complete; bare feet, red hair, freckles; attired in a cotton shirt and overalls. Occasionally a promising dip of his long fishpole caused his eyes to sparkle momentarily; occasionally an intrepid fly was rewarded with an energetic slap. . . . Occasionallv, too, he shot a glance of stern disapproval across the wharf, where the Courtney children-Martha, four, and Jane, six-romped carelessly. Suddenly, simultaneous shrieks rent the air, mingling...
...nonsense, gorgeous absurdity and amazingly glib barbarism. Here and there comes a cut, neat and very close to the bone: a program to allow university women some escape from the sex-consciousness forced upon them by deans, pastors and mothers; the logic of a star halfback who turns professional (Red Grange) ; a moss-grown professor's vivid, wistful wife; a crisp instructress who secretly, cherishing lost youth's glamor, rouges her ear-tips. Time and again this book comes alarmingly near to telling just what that divine peril, youth's glamor, actually...