Word: scotlanders
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Hungarian, a Belgian, a Czecho-Slovakian, a German, a Persian. Americans were there. Colonials from Canada, India, Rhodesia, were there; swarthy sons, also, of Spain and of Hayti. Almost all pedagogs, they awaited the gavel-tap of the Rt. Hon. Sir John Gilmour, His Majesty's Secretary for Scotland, indicative of the opening of the second biennial conference of the World Federation of Educational Associations. Founded in the U. S. in 1923 (TIME, July 2, 9, 16, 1923), headed by Dr. Augustus O. Thomas of Maine, this body promotes world peace by congregating, for handshakes, headshakes and joint resolve...
...this 490-page novel of the American Revolution concerning the adventures of John Fraser : how his father was a Tory, his lady a revolutionist ; how he, torn between two personal voices and not particularly concerned with the wider issues of his country's dilemma, went to England, France, Scotland, looking for a fence to sit on ; how he heard men declaim in taverns and ordinaries, breaking their clay pipes with the passion of their rhetoric ; and how, by a somewhat fatuous coincidence, he came at last to march with Greene's army through North Carolina. Mr. Boyd writes...
Thousand Guineas. Down the spacious, windy fairways of Gleneagles, Scotland, perhaps the grandest golf course in the world, professionals from far and wide beat their balls as they qualified to play for the annual bag of a thousand guineas ($5,000). Vivacious Aubrey Boomer of St. Cloud, France, led them all with a record 69, until swart Abe Mitchell passed him with a pair of 70's for the two rounds. Joe Kirkwood, sole U. S. entrant, was lucky to qualify with 153, the first 80 strokes of which were somewhat impeded by a family of ducks that paraded...
British Open. A snowy ball hung in the air over the second green of the Prestwick golf links, Scotland. From the sea close by, blew what a Scotsman would call "a bit breeze," an American a "stout wind." Truly hit, the ball never wavered. It dropped on the dry, fast turf, leaped toward the hole, disappeared from the view of the thousands of spectators that jostled in the rough and back of the bunkers. Picking his way from the tee, his mashie still in his hand, J. H. Taylor, five times (1894, '95, 1900, '09, '13) British Open Champion, came...
None pleased; the galleries liked the men from the U. S.?big MacDonald Smith, Joe Kirkwood with the curling smile, Jim Barnes, a long, dour man of little talk and less laughter. Before, behind, around these, the populace of that part of Scotland rowdily trailed, pushing prams, spilling lunch baskets. It was a nuisance to the police and the players...