Word: seated
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...fire oi a new kind of League politics. Attempting tc give Italy her promised free hand in Ethiopia, he has also acted as an Honest Broker in attempting to manacle that hand and giving the League its first taste of real power by applying sanctions. Regaining his Senate seat twice over, securing a comforting douceur from Great Britain in the shape of a promise of aid in the event of a Nazi invasion, maintaining the League's face above rumors of gentlemen's agreements, Italian reprisals and serious armed Fascist threats at home...
Graduating from Harvard in 1878, Mr. Littauer returned to his birthplace and home at Gloversville, New York. Here he manufactured gloves until his election to Congress in 1896. He retained his seat for five terms, retiring voluntarily at the end of the 59th Congress...
...declared, "Such a statement as the one attributed to me could only have been made by a man of violent and vulgar temper." In an injured tone the big man continued softly, "What hurt me most was the idea that somebody would say I would burn down the finest seat of learning in the Anglo-Saxon world. It is just like saying I would burn down Goethe's or Schiller's house. ... I did not roar at Thompson, I did ask him, 'What would they say if those Communists burnt down their Oxford...
...manner of persons!" Graduating from Harvard with the Class of 1909, enormous Putzy just after the War saw his family's Manhattan art print shop, which they valued at $600,000, auctioned off by the U. S. Alien Property Custodian for $9,000. Returning embittered to the family seat near Munich, Dr. Hanfstaengl was attracted by Adolf Hitler at a time when the future Realmleader was often hounded by police. Repeatedly Hitler took refuge with the Hanfstaengls. After his rise to power, Dictator Hitler burdened Putzy with no great office the cares of which would spoil their evenings together...
...heard a big car roar up from behind, swerved well out of the way, then screamed as she saw it pass with her sister Phyllis spread-eagled across the smashed headlights and the broken bicycle dangling from the radiator. Lance Corporal Mortimer grinned down from the driver's seat. A few yards farther on Phyllis Oakes rolled off the car which sped away. Rushed by her sister to a hospital, Miss Oakes died while friends remarked that only the day before she had written a poem on Death entitled Smile. A capable secretary, she had worked regularly for second...