Word: slim
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Admirals, went back to the sleepy North Carolina town of Raleigh. There he shifted from cutaway to a well-worn coat, settled down to the life of a small-town editor that he had known from his 18th year. Newton Diehl Baker, Secretary of War (1916-21), that short, slim, dark man whom Democrats call the "fighting pacifist" is too good a speaker to withdraw from the public rostrum, but his efforts were concentrated on earning fat legal fees from Cleveland industrialists. Thomas Watt Gregory, Attorney General (1914-19), prosecutor of trusts, had resigned two years before the end came...
...precisely two o'clock, one afternoon last week, a long grim cavalcade of motor cars entered Shanghai from the South. Armed men, a hundred strong, rode in these automobiles-modern equivalents of a bodyguard of cavalry. A slim but unmistakably commanding Southern Chinese, clad in a uniform entirely unadorned, rode in the third motor car. This was the great Conqueror of half China (TIME, Sept. 20 et seq.), the Nationalist War Lord Chiang Kaishek...
...well-scrubbed decks and burnished brass and steel made rainbows in flying spray. More than 100 U. S. warships strung out in a long grey line against lazily heaving waves and the deep blue of the sky. Huge battleships, their flags flying, moved along like imperturbable swimming pyramids; slim grey destroyers cut through the water as precisely as a butcher's whirling knife slices cheese; ungainly plane and submarine tenders waddled past. The only sounds were the faint swish of the waves, the wasp-like drone of seaplanes soaring overhead...
...memorandum from the U. S. practically negativing all the recommendations of the League of Nations Preparatory Commission for a disarmament conference TIME, May 24 et seq.). A British memorandum backing up the U. S. stand was reputed on high authority to be in preparation. Frenchmen felt that the slim chances for holding a League disarmament conference were evaporating...
Last week the Los Angeles Philharmonic Orchestra played without a leader. On the empty conductor's stand an open score, a slim baton lay idle; before it musicians bent to their instruments, swept through Beethoven's Seventh Symphony, through the inspiring Andante Cantabile of Tschaikowsky with a feeling they had seldom known before. Below them in a flower-banked casket, their director lay dead. He, Walter Henry Rothwell, had died of apoplexy, seated at the wheel of his automobile. Through eight seasons he had guided their destinies with a firm hand...