Word: rods
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...exhibited last week on Salisbury Plain, England. Any member of a tank crew could operate it. Fine tuning had been eliminated by employing low frequency waves and a powerful, seven-tube superheterodyne receiver. Padded headphones protected the listener from internal and external din. The aerial, a hollow aluminum rod ten feet high, was equipped with a spring hinge to let it fold on the tank roof going under trees or bridges, rise erect again when they were passed...
...Fighting Eagle (Rod La Rocque, Phyllis Haver). According to Conan Doyle's story, The Exploits of Brigadier Gerard, that hero's bombast was rivaled only by Emperor Napoleon's bombardment. The film shows Gerard bragging, boasting, swaggering and finally redeeming himself by helping the heroine recover important state papers from the wily Talleyrand. Just as a firing squad is about to punctuate Gerard's career of rodomontade, Bonaparte steps before the muskets and saves his brigadier. From that day forth, it is, "I sez to my friend, the Emperor...
...broad-freckled son of a Manhattan banker spends many of his young days on his father's commodious estate in the north woods. He is much with guides and backwoods farmers?Scotsmen, French-Canadians, half-breed Indians. He grows up a strong young adept at their life with ax, rod, gun, canoe. Their children are his playmates and he, after attending Princeton University, is not convinced that some dainty creature from Philadelphia or New York would make him as good a wife as Lena Wilson, the stocky daughter of his mother's north-woods cook...
Married. Vilma Banky, cinemactress, to Rod La Rocque, cinemactor; in Los Angeles...
...most of all did my roommate like the fairies. His eyes opened with wonder at their gay, flowing robes, their merry whirl about the gleaming rod, pendent by their teeth. I, on the contrary was filled with worry. Once such a trapeze artist had broken that bridge, and out had come filling, artist and all. How sad and bad and mad it was, and yet . . I got some message out of it. For did not a lion tamer carry the poor artist from the arena amid cries of applauding multitudes who thought this a part of the show...