Word: shadowing
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...there was still a shadow of doubt in the minds of the island editors. What kind of a place was Princeton? As "The Recorder" went to press, no decision had been reached. The color of the Princetonians was not specified...
Evolution. In tracing the roots of modern physics, the authors found il necessary to go back to Galileo and Newton, and even to mention Aristotle. The great Greek philosopher, whose shadow dominated scholastic thought in Medieval Europe, declared that a continuous push had to be exerted on a body to keep it in motion. Galileo, who shocked cloistered thinkers by making uncouth experiments, concluded that this was not so-that if a moving body was not acted upon by any forces it would continue in uniform motion indefinitely. This was one of the laws formulated by Newton a generation later...
...series of more or less dignified burglaries. Prosecutor Cullitan did not have much luck. When two plain-clothes men were assigned to follow them, Messrs. Campbell & McGee donned frock coats and silk hats, hired an accordion player, a saxophonist and two cars, had the band play Me and My Shadow while they paraded through the streets trailed by the humiliated detectives. Last autumn the tide turned. About the time Mr. McGee was being literally thrown out of his union job, Cleveland's Safety Director Eliot Ness, after a four-month investigation, got the cronies indicted on a charge...
Simultaneously reproved, this week Critics Watts and Atkinson simultaneously retorted. Critic Watts suggested that Fascism is no matinee-chocolates matter. Critic Atkinson challenged Eleanor Roosevelt's dramatic criticism in general. He relished her description of Paul Vincent Carroll's Shadow and Substance (TIME, Feb. 7) as "whimsical and charming." He caught her misnaming the Federal Theatre's ". . . one-third of a nation." He used her confession that Thornton Wilder's Our Town (TIME, Feb. 14) had "depressed her beyond words," as a way of begging the White House to back good plays "to the last typewriter...
...singer felt somewhat queasy, but did not allow his feelings to interfere with his duty: a matinee of Aida at Manhattan's Metropolitan Opera. But in the famed aria "Celeste Aida," Martinelli began edging toward the wings, speeding up the aria's sluggish phrases. In the shadow of the wings he collapsed of indigestion. Next morning the New York Herald Tribune printed a column of Martinelli's hints on Italian food...