Word: stills
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...saying: "I thank you. I have no further communication to make to the Congress at this time." The comedy of the White House scene was furnished by the fact that the Senate defaulted on the tariff bill by voting to end the special session with this major legislation still uncompleted. The first session of the 71st Congress which began last April and ended last week cost the country $177,000,000, exclusive of legislators' salaries which must be paid anyway. Of this amount $151,- 500,000 was voted to start the Federal Farm Board...
...Yale's fourth down on Harvard's 17-yard line when Albie Booth, still limping slightly from a muscle bruise, ran out from the bench. The wild crowd quieted ?would he run or kick? When Douglas blocked a low wavering boot that got nowhere, Mays' and Devens' juggernaut spurts made a Harvard touchdown possible. Then Douglas blocked another of Booth's kicks and Barry Wood slanted over a field goal. Once Booth nearly got away but Bill Ticknor pulled him down by the back of his sweater. Harvard 10, Yale 6. Unhappy sequel: Victor Harding Jr., of Hubbard Woods...
Miss Mary Plummer of Boston, pretty as a peach blossom, could not resist her fascinatingly brown-bearded French and riding master. They were married at City Hall, Manhattan, though she had wept for a religious wedding. At No. 212 West Twelfth Street (the dingy brick building still stands) she bore him the present Mme. Jacquemaire. Then he took her back to Paris?on the dread eve of 1870?where she bore him Michael and "Le Petit Pierre," now a businessman in Lima, Peru, where he raged last week at the slowness with which bulletins trickled in about his father...
Aguilar Lutes. Some years ago a Spanish gentleman, by name Don Francisco Aguilar, was returning home after one of his days spent as royal physician at the Court of young King Alfonso. Passing through one of Madrid's ancient, crooked streets in the still twilight, he stopped to listen to a blind musician. The man's face was tinted and seamed like a Rembrandt burgomaster's. The instrument on which he played was even more unusual. Most people would have called it an outlandish guitar or mandolin. But Don Francisco, cultivated, scholarly, knew it for a lute...
...recall sitting quietly a; his desk while steam shovels threatened the Yard with a new War Memorial. And perched on his window seat the Vagabond still looks out over the scene of many a Senior-Freshman picture-disturbance...