Word: sat
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...fight. Wind tipped a vase of flowers and water into Herbert Lehman's lap, to the confusion of Hostess Eleanor Roosevelt. For the cameras and perhaps for solace, Democrats Stark (Missouri), Cochran (Nebraska) and Lehman ganged up with the President. At the President's feet, beaming innocently, sat a G. O. P. Governor's daughter, Anne Vanderbilt of Rhode Island, and a Democrat's daughter, Julia Holt of West Virginia...
...Gilbert has been chaplain of the Connecticut Senate, sat in its House from 1927 to 1929, has been on the Middletown City Council, is now on its school board. For 25 years he has written for the Rural New-Yorker a homely column, full of health and heart, called "Pastoral Parson and His Country Folks." Sample: "Here comes a man and says . . . 'Can any be possibly saved who are not Episcopalians?' 'Well,' the Parson answers humorously, 'hardly any, perhaps a few choice souls.' " Mr. Gilbert in his youth learned barbering, still cuts his parishioners...
...moment the Archduke sat straight, apparently unhurt, with his wife slumped across his lap. Then blood ran from his mouth, dark stains appeared on the collar of his green uniform, he crumpled up. Then they hastily drove Franz Ferdinand and Sophie to the Governor's residence just across the river. Both were dead before a doctor or a priest could reach them...
...Lisbon and Marseille via the Azores, on its first regular passenger flight (44 hours).* It was just 20 years to the month since Captain John Alcock and Lieutenant Arthur Whitten Brown made the first non-stop transatlantic hop. In the seat once reserved for well-loved Will Rogers sat W. J. Eck, assistant vice president of Southern Railway, an engineer whose hobbies are photography and globe-flying and whose name was first of some 300 first-flight applicants...
...opening night, reported wide-awake Columnist Leonard Lyons, a woman who in pre-Nazi Vienna would have merited the Royal Box sat all alone in the balcony: Mrs. Arthur Schnitzler, the refugee widow of Austria's most famous playwright...