Word: seated
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...sake the President had his onetime close adviser Bernard Baruch to lunch and took him to the postponed opening game of the baseball season between Washington and Boston. President Roosevelt threw out the first ball and soon after was almost struck by a high foul which fell on the seat next to him. Secret Service men fell over themselves trying in vain to catch it. The President grinned at "Barney" Baruch: "Another foot nearer and there might have been a national catastrophe." Soon threatening clouds filled the sky. Said the President: "We'll stay until it does rain...
...able second in command who sat beside him last week in conference was Sam Hill of Washington. Representative Hill has the appearance and manners not of a farmer from North Carolina but of a spruce businessman. If, as rumored, Mr. Doughton retires from Congress to take a seat on the Tariff Commission, Representative Hill will succeed to his important job. The rumor, however, is probably to be credited to Mr. Hill, who is well aware how committee chairmen may be puffed up and out of their jobs...
...chapel-like benches were so crowded that lanky Sir John Simon was forced to squat on the steps of the Speaker's dais. Rotund Tory Winston Churchill, fresh from his startling accusations against Lord Derby and Sir Samuel Hoare (see p. 16), was too late to find a seat on the Government side, and he was forced to cross the floor and perch on a few inches of cushion next to wild-eyed Laborite James Maxton whose hair is longer than Greta Garbo...
...became a raging West Coast fad, spread rapidly to the East. Thus was born last year's bicycle boom which dropped unsought into the laps of U.S. bicycle makers. In the middle of the 1890's when Daisy Bell ("But you'd look sweet on the seat of a bicycle built for two") was a song hit, 1,000,000 bicycles was a normal year's production but last year's production of some 350.000 looked mighty fine to the cycle trade...
Weak-eyed Aldous Huxley, no such graphic reporter as Dos Passos, travels always with book in hand, but never a Baedeker. With a better seat in a library than on a horse, he is a hard man to upset in his own style of country. The physical peregrinations described in Beyond The Mexique Bay took him through Central America and Mexico, but many a peak in Darien, or even the depression of a valley, set him musing on an inner landscape. When he wants to, he can be as descriptive as the next 20th Century citizen, as in this definitive...