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Helen Wills threw up her hand in a staccato gesture of despair for Tolley's crumbling intellect, his blindness. "Out, out," shouted the spectators, confident that they could see better than Mr. Tolley, whose stool was a yard from the baseline. Possibly the ball was out; possibly the decision kept Miss Wills from winning the greatest match of her life. No one will ever know. Suzanne Lenglen, against whom some equally dubious decision had been called in the first set, ran out the set 8-6, and a moment later was borne from the court on the shoulders...
Next day Ignacio Zuloaga's portrait of Paderewski (including a sky of Zuloaga mauve, a grand piano, the eagle of Poland, and some law books on a stool) was exhibited at the Reinhardt Galleries. Mrs. Paderewski inspected it, apologizing for the absence of her husband. He had bruised his finger in the recital, she explained, and was confined to his apartment under the care of a physician...
William David Upshaw, Congressman from Georgia, sitting on a piano stool, holding his crutches: "Mr. Chairman and fellow booze fighters-I am opposed to a campaign of law enforcement...
...eligible to the courtesy title of "Most Reverend," was born into a Methodist family of Maryland 68 years ago, and early developed a penchant for the Christian ministry. But before his education had been completed, circumstances threw him into money-making and set him down on a bookkeeper's stool in the Osage Coal and Mining Co., Selma, Ala. He rose, prospered. In 1892 he was a banker, a broker, a potential payer of income surtaxes. Having compounded with the market place, he was two years later ordained priest of the Episcopal Church and sent as missionary along the Alabama...
When with a ringing of bells, a great steel worm of a train slid into the Union Station at Washington, and Mr. and Mrs. Calvin Coolidge descended the car steps to the porter's rubber cushioned stool, there were three smiling faces looking up at them from the platform. There was the chubby face of the Secretary of Commerce; there was the long, lean face of the Secretary of Agriculture smiling from beneath its domed forehead; and there were the stone-chiseled features of the Secretary of State. He too smiled as he waited there, his head thrust forward over...