Word: spokes
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Tearful Valediction. That he might say a personal farewell to his followers Lord Oxford and Asquith journeyed to address a throng of Liberals at Greenock, Scotland. Before he spoke, the audience sang "For He's a Jolly Good Fellow," and cheered throughout his dignified address...
...Preparatory School (Mexico City) required no further encouragement to launch again upon his famed oration "Bolivar and the Latin-American Peoples" with which he defeated all-comers for the Mexican title (TIME, June 28). Master José's audience understood but little of what he said, for he spoke in purest Spanish. The final oration, by Maxime Raymond Fuel of Nancy, France, was also unintelligible to most of those present though it sounded very well...
Last week at Perugia the inference to be drawn from this ancient History was stark and plain. What was a Roman lake may become an Italian mill pond. While II Duce spoke, many a Perugian tingled with imperial dreams, forgot that the immediate occasion for ecstasy was the dedication by Premier Mussolini of a new college intended for foreign students at the ancient University of Perugia...
Mademoiselle Lenglen spoke English fluently in a low voice with just a trace of Parisian accent. Her manner was quite charming. The reporter forgot in his admiration to ask just how she got that straight back-hand drive and gabbled instead a trite question about professional tennis...
Finally, Professor Murray spoke of his occupancy of the Poetry Chair, paying high tribute to Charles Eliot Norton, few whom the chair is named "Professor Norton had the spark of true inspiration." He declared, "I had the pleasure of meeting him, distinguished and courteous with a taste that was classical to an exquisite degree. He had a love for things that did not follow the fashion. It is most fitting that his memory should be honored in the gift dedicated to the attempt to bring home to others the eternal beauty upon which his own eyes were always fixed...