Word: singing
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Sing Sing, a name which chimes fearfully in the ears of malefactors, which calls up to all U. S. citizens a vision of bleak grey prison walls, is not a "bad" prison. From the Indian "ossine ossine"? "stone upon stone"?came its name, appropriate to the old damp-walled dungeon beside the river, with cells 7 ft. x 3 ft. 3 in. x 6 ft. 6 in., built in 1825. But today most of the inmates live in new cell blocks on the hill above the Hudson River. The sizeable cells are equipped with modern sanitary apparatus...
Less pleasant than Sing Sing are New York's Auburn and Dannemora, with their ancient cell blocks, cramped, fetid cells, loathsome bucket system of sewage disposal, where last summer's riotings began. Less pleasant, too, is the State Penitentiary at Canon City, Colo., where a deadly, guard-killing outbreak took place (TIME, Oct. 14). Less pleasant also is the Federal prison at Leavenworth, Kan., last summer's fourth rioter, where Warden T. B. White has had to pack convicts by twos and threes into one-man cells, stuff them by scores into cell-house basements...
...abolished compulsion (TIME, Nov.11). Before the issue could come to a political boil in New Zealand, Prime Minister Ward made his move. He arranged that any "conchy" (conscientious objector) not desiring to drill with the military, should drill with the Salvation Army, receive "training in social service," learn to sing hosannahs, jingle tambourines, sell The War Cry (Salvation weekly...
...have succeeded in forcing the peasants to sell at the Government's price some eleven million tons of grain. This is 10% more than last year, will amply suffice to feed the Red Army and the proletarian population of Russia's cities throughout the winter. "Let us rejoice and sing!" cried the Peasant-President, motioning to the orchestra leader. "Once more the good Russian Land has given us plenty of bread...
...bronze-colored man, magnificently built, scrupulously dressed, walked on the stage in Manhattan's Carnegie Hall last week and waited quietly for his audience to settle. Then he began in a voice the color of his skin to sing "I Got a Home on a Rock, Don' You See." The singer was not Roland Hayes, although for years Hayes has been the only Negro to sell out a hall of Carnegie's size. Hayes is slight, frail-appearing. He sings spirituals artfully, in a high voice that is often reedy. The Negro who sang last week...