Word: sat
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...miles over the trestles built by the late Rail Tycoon Henry M. Flagler to lace the Florida Keys, converted by PWA from a defunct railroad into a $3,600,000 motor highway. At Key West, which WPA saved from indigent desuetude, Mayor Willard M. Albury and Admiral William Leahy sat beside the President as he delivered two backseat radio talks in rapid succession...
...tumulation (burial) of the Holy Father, a scattering of candles lit St. Peter's, in whose dim, religious light sat several thousand invited diplomats, nobles, churchmen and Vatican functionaries. The clergy of the Basilica committed Pius XI to his God with the same prayers chanted for humble sinners. Thirty-seven Cardinals gazed for the last time at the Pope's shrunken visage, then descended to St. Peter's crypt while workmen fastened down the wooden coffin-lids, soldered the leaden one. (They ran out of solder, held up the tumulation until more was found.) Finally...
...evening of Nov. 17, 1891 a sharp-eyed Pole with an incredible stack of red-gold hair walked onto the stage of Manhattan's Carnegie Hall. He bowed suavely, sat down at the piano and struck the opening chords of Saint-Saens' G Minor Piano Concerto. Leading the attendant orchestra was Manhattan's cool, deliberate Walter Damrosch, then a young...
...Prince sat in the music room of his country palace, listening to a new symphony by his court Kapellmeister. The stocky, periwigged Kapellmeister himself sat at the harpsichord, bobbing out the rhythm with his head, cuing in an occasional oboe or bassoon with one lace-cuffed hand. Before him peered and labored a score of white-wigged, brocaded musicians. The first oboe closed the music on his stand, blew out his candle, tiptoed from the stage. The second horn followed. One by one, other musicians got up and went out. Soon there were only two violinists left. Together they played...
...face lathered in cold cream, his body clad only in a brief pair of shorts, a cheerful-looking young man sat on a stool before the mirror, surrounded by a make-up kit and tufts of false hair. He was busy pulling off long red eyebrows. Beside him lay a tinny helmet from which horns protruded. Standing up against the wall was a long sword, rather battered. The young man eyed Vag with an amused...