Word: silver
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Ever since last November detectives and secret service agents have haunted the official mansion of the Governor of the District of Potsdam striving to catch the famous "masked bandit" who every few nights snitched silver spoons, small statuettes, salable Bibelots. Last week the mystery was solved. In huge embarrassment Provincial Governor Wilhelm Momms resigned. The masked bandit was Frau Momms, the Governor's wife who had adopted this sly method of paying bills she did not show her husband...
...left without at least two prizes for his employer.* Outstanding among the gardeners was Miss Marie L. Constable's able, bushy-mustached James Stuart. He it was who arranged, on a plot of approximately 600 sq. ft., Miss Constable's breathtaking Yellow Garden which won the large silver cup presented by the Royal Horticultural Society. Pale ferns, towering yellow acacias and mimosas hung over a narrow path, accented with deep orange clumps of a kind of South African flowering pineapple, professionally known as imantophyllum, more popularly Clivia...
...Karl Koski, 30, Finnish carpenter, with a handkerchief over his bald head, clutching his sweater cuffs to keep his hands warm, passing through a brush fire and a field composed largely of Irishmen and other Finns; a national championship marathon (26 mi., 385 yds.), run around Silver Lake on Staten Island...
Throughout a brilliant and meteoric career, William Jennings Bryan has been the eloquent champion of causes which became generally known as lost causes. Silver-tongued, he has stood for free silver, fundamentalism, and Prohibition. Crucifixion upon a cross of gold is no longer feared; fundamentalism is not generally accepted. Prohibition alone remains to meet the test of history. Fundamentalism, however, is not yet dead, and its potentialities for simplifying the present college curriculum may yet give it a new lease of life...
...restrained a manner that the emotion aroused by them is equally quiet: a feeling of pity, not active and vigorous, but deep. There is little story, rather a structure of atmosphere and feeling. Two German soldiers, both shot in the throat so that they must breathe through silver tubes, and so whistle with every breath, occupy a room in a rear-line hospital. Another, younger man joins them; some time after this trio has formed its little community, an English prisoner, in the same predicament, is sent to them. The first blind, patriotic hatred of the three slowly turns...