Word: solemnization
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...stand and fight the currency inflationists. That meant standing and fighting one man-John William Elmer Thomas, senior Senator from Oklahoma, who for two years has been the ringleader of Congressional inflationists. This tall (6 ft. 2 in.) well-groomed Senator with slick, grey hair above a round, solemn face was born in Indiana 56 years ago. Graduated from De Pauw University, he went to Oklahoma at the turn of the Century, practiced law, plunged into state politics. He served two inconspicuous terms in the House before going to the Senate in 1927. His first love is Oklahoma...
There were two bouts: Teutonia v. Zaringia; Shibellinia v. Rheno-Palatia. Members of the four fighting corps sat in separate groups, embroidered caps on their heads, colored ribbons across their chests, very solemn, very earnestly drinking beer. Official guests, something new for a student duel, were the Rector of the University, Dr. Willy Andreas, a group of professors, the chief of police of Heidelberg and the State's Attorney for Baden. The spectators' gallery was jammed with alumni, Nazis in uniform, even a few women...
...International General Electric of Japan, a U. S. subsidiary, applied immediately for new patents. Word leaked from the Japanese patent office last week that it would probably be granted. Hence the mass meeting. Though there are probably not 1,000 Jews in all Japan, 2,500 solemn-spectacled Japanese trooped to a hall, heard a retired General deliver a Jew-baiting address in the best Nazi manner, and joined in a rousing song. Its chorus: Oh, punish the Jewish people- defeat the General Electric, and Break the Mazda lamp...
Young Tommy Adair is a purebred English bulldog, son of a grand champion. Some day he may know the feel of smooth green carpet under his feet, the glare of arc lights, the eyeing of solemn experts who may award him ribbons and medals for his form, coat, stance, carriage. But already he has won a prize-in Ocean City, N. J. one day last week-simply for being so appallingly, truculently ugly...
...bricks of Boston smile with a certain ruddy charm as the Vagabond strolls to church. He nods to acquaintances, and looks with a wistful hope for the sight of a lone green bud. In the church, he becomes solemn, and regards his image on the glistering toe of his boot, with a feeling of wonder. Falling in with a party of friends, he skips merrily along, not a thought in his head. Like an intellectual kitten, he likens himself to Rousseau; for a moment he toys with the idea of completing this marvelous day by inviting his soul...