Word: silver
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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President Conant lost no time this year in asking the University to call on him a Sunday afternoons at 17 Quincy Street; where he will probably brew tea in Pyrex beakers over a silver Bunsen burner. But the convivial graduate students who look forward to these wholesome meals have not as yet found the little invitations in the Crimson. This is not because President Conant has not tea in his pantry yet, but because he does not live at 17 Quincy Street. President Conant "will be glad to see all men who are students in the University," when the Cambridge...
...Guild of Former Pipe Organ Pumpers, successfully sent a letter to Pumper Stanley Jones, advertising copywriter for Gimbel Brothers department store in Manhattan, addressed thus: Mr. Stanley Catmeat Jones, Rags and metal, hides and bones, You can find him in at Gimbel's Writing ads for silver thimbles, If he don't get this it's a pity Way down there in New York City...
...first important display of the year, Widener Library has on view this week many items of historical interest. There are the ceremonial silver keys, the gift of William G. Stearns, 1825, with which President Conant was inducted into office Monday, the seal of 1850, the great seal of 1885, and the original charter of 1650 with Governor Dudley's signature. There are also miscellaneous lawbooks with entries of the overseers from...
...French emissary to London. "The French have betrayed their word," they whispered slyly, "They will get a separate peace, and you will get nothing." Dr. Franklin stroked his lace frill with bejeweled chubby fingers and pondered the possibilities of a separate peace. Le Comte de Vergennes toyed with the silver inkpot on his satinwood desk, and tried to fathom the strange actions of his friends the Americans. Even Dr. Franklin received him a bit stiffly, a bit coldly...
...Army balloon Stratostat, U. S. R. R. shot up from Moscow's airdrome one windless morning last week with a neatness that contrasted happily with eight previously bungled attempts. Up, up it sailed until it became a tiny silver bubble, then a pinpoint hanging in the sky. After about two hours the ground station received a radio flash from the Stratostat: it had passed Piccard's world record of 10 mi., was still climbing! Another three hours, and the U. S. S. R. had pulled itself up to 11.8 mi., was ready to come down. The descent went...