Word: rodes
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Twenty years ago Duke Ellington rode into the big time on a gunman's rod. A Philadelphia theater had him under contract but that didn't stop the burly boys sent by Harlem's Cotton Club which wanted him for their new show. One of them told the Philadelphia manager: "Be big or you'll be dead." The quaking manager gave up Ellington. The Duke and his jittery band arrived at the Cotton Club a few minutes before opening time...
Saul Mariaschin's boot of a double-play grounder in the third, along with two Dartmouth hits and a wild pitch by Jack Wallace, brought the visitors within a run of the Varsity in the third. In the sixth, Coppinger singled, stole second, and rode home on Wallace's double to give the home team a two-run lead. But Dartmouth struck back, aided by a long argument, an error by Coppinger, and a wind-blown pop fly which fell for a hit to tie the score...
...sunny, warm weather in the capital was a big help. Washingtonians, habitually cool toward visiting bigwigs, turned out half a million strong to greet El Presidente as he rode from the airport to the White House in Harry Truman's big Lincoln. The State Department had seen to it not only that Government workers were dismissed early for the occasion, but that Constitution and Pennsylvania Avenues were well hung with Mexican flags and Bienvenido, Don Miguel signs. Bands were everywhere...
...days later, on Table Mountain, the Queen's hat blew off. Clad in khaki slacks and armed with an alpenstock, the Royal Family's brisk old (77) host, Jan Christian Smuts (who had walked up the mountain while royalty rode), hastily interrupted a discourse in geology to take off after it. He returned with the hat in one hand, a graceful blue feather in the other. The King, whose powers of observation are apparently not much better than the average husband's, wanted to know where Smuts had found such a lovely feather. "It's from...
...Ukraine, Fischer writes, he saw little of the conspiratorial bitterness generally supposed to pervade the Soviet Union. "Nowhere have I ever met more generous, kindly folk, nor any who behaved with such instinctive courtesy." Members of the UNRRA mission rode about in their own automobiles as they chose, "nor did anyone ever try to prevent us talking to people on the streets." Workers in factories arid on farms were obviously short of comforts, and grumbled about hard times. But the grumbling was "not much different from that of American consumers who are fed up with food shortages and house hunting...