Word: saws
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...only brown turbanite in the parade. Lightly as the Bosses appraise the worth of women in politics, they saw to it that Houston need yield nothing to Kansas City in the number, the beauty, the distinction of its lady delegates. Mabel Walker Willebrandts were scarce, but the Bosses could outmatch Leona Curtis Knight, daughter of mere Vice-Presidential Curtis, with Emily Smith Warner, favorite daughter of the Brown Derby himself. Delegate Warner was not unbefriended. Her mother, husband,* sister, three brothers, many in-laws, were among the watched and watching observers. But she missed her father, sent him cheering messages...
...throng had been caught unready, unorganized, out of its seats. The growing noise lacked spontaneity. It was a rumble, then a roar. It in no way resembled an explosion. But Nominator Me Nab saw that everything was going to be all right so he left the lectern completely and walked back to stand and watch amongst the seated members of the National Committee...
...arrival of the big and baffling Pennsylvania delegation was like the night before Christmas. New York and Massachusetts would do as Pennsylvania did and that would decide matters. Discovering what Pennsylvania would do was like peeping up the chimney for Santa Claus. The figure whom the Hooverites first saw in the chimney, and whom a nettled press credited with being the real though surprising Santa Claus, was not the frosted patrician, the supposedly all-potent Secretary Mellon. It was sooty and corpulent William S. Vare, the Philadelphia boss whom the U. S. Senate has suspected of, and rejected for, corruption...
...fiction. Perhaps there are simple explanations of what happened in Kansas City: that Boss Vare, a contractor, heartily admired Candidate Hoover, an engineer; that Secretary Mellon, a cautious financier, wanted to explore every contingency before shifting from the Coolidge investment to the Hoover; that Vare, a blunt creature, saw no sense in waiting longer; that Mellon, alive to subtleties, dreaded taking the final step before...
When the thing was settled, there was a moment of political silence. Hoover was forgotten for a minute while politicians considered the men around him, the new faces, the new commanders. First of all they saw a bland, pink-and-gray Iowa lawyer who was saying very little and looking very cheerful. He was James W. Good, who has managed the Hoover campaign, who may well become the new chairman of the Republican National Committee and who, if he does, is well assured of a good cabinet post if he wants it. Newsmen call him "Sir James" for his fine...