Word: rivers
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...from whom Congress and the President will learn what had best be done to keep the Mississippi River an orderly stream in the future, are five boards of Army engineers. The separate provinces of these boards are apparent from their various titles-the Mississippi River Commission, the Spillways Board, the Reservoirs Board, the Navigation Board, the By-Path Board. Not until they all report finally can "the greatest rehabilitation measure," mentioned by Secretary Hoover (see above), be framed...
...Giver. In 1899, a potent young Harvard tennis player named Dwight Filley Davis donated a cup to be played for by tennis teams from all nations. Last week, at a dinner on the S. S. France, moored in the Hudson River, Mr. Davis, now U. S. Secretary of War, bade "a sad and long farewell" to his tennis cup, congratulated three Frenchmen on winning it from U. S. players who had kept it the past seven years...
...exciting one for portly, gruff, sport-loving hospitable Mr. McCarter. Late in July he narrowly es- caped death in a motor accident near Modia, Pa. A few weeks before that at Romma an explosion and fire had driven him hurriedly from his motor cruiser on the Shrewsbury River, near his home at Rumson, N. J. The cruiser was consumed. Last week, in best of health, he sailed for the U. S. after five weeks in Europe...
...Martinez, the bison-shouldered Mexican at Taos, brazen in fleshliness. But when Jacinto, his Indian guide, led him through a blizzard to shelter in a secret, tribal, mountain cave, the Bishop honored the inscrutable and did not ask if the vibrant mystery of the place was, besides a buried river, some ceremonial monster, an infant-devouring serpent as legend said...
...that every movement of the meter has a meaning all its own, that cobblestones and hills increase the distance in dollars and lessen the distance in space, and that the longest way round is the shortest way home. for the pedestrian--for who is not? there is always the river. Follow the river, says the oldest settler, and one can't go wrong. Such may be the case but neither can one arrive at any definitely placed objective. And so, in the end, the adventurer is stranded by his fireside, alone with his books and his memories...