Word: suburb
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...upshot was that Francis Stuart landed in a Dublin jail as a rioting Irish Republican. Against the wishes of both families he ran away with Iseult, niece of famed, beauteous Patriot Maud Gonne MacBride, whose husband had been executed in the 1916 rising. Now he lives in Glendalough (Dublin suburb), flies a plane, raises chickens, tries to find in his writing a harmony for the Irish soul. Backed by William Butler Yeats and George Bernard Shaw, he has just been nominated to membership in the new Irish Academy of Letters. Other books: Pigeon Irish, We Have Kept the Faith (verse...
Chainstore methods applied to bombing and revolution gave President Agustin P. Justo a warm, uneasy night & day last week. About 2:30 a. m. a small pineapple bomb exploded in the Buenos Aires suburb of Flores. drew police attention to a house from which several men fled wildly in all directions...
...Protestant church folk are celebrated for making or vending spirits. Lately, Lutheran Denmark has been pondering the idea. It began at a ministers' meeting held by Rt. Rev. A. J. Rud, Lutheran Bishop of Fyen (Funen Island). Bishop Rud told his ministers about Pastor Keiding of Valby, suburb of Copenhagen...
...Philadelphia suburb of Merion he has built (behind a loft. spite fence) a French Renaissance chateau that contains the greatest collection of modern art in the U. S., one of the greatest in the world. Dr. Barnes is no rich dunce with a fondness for pretty pictures. To occupy the spare time of his little factory staff he gave a course of lectures, assisted by his friend, Philosopher John Dewey. Since Artist William Glackens first got him interested in painting, he has traveled widely, read voraciously. His book The Art in Painting is a standard work on modern art. Dealers...
...hundred and forty-three years ago a broken line of men and women marched over the hard cobblestones and sharp rocks of the highway towards a suburb of Paris. Thin rags hung about them for clothes, their shoes showed great holes, and the filth of a century clung to them like a disease. On every animal face there was a snarl and a sneer that represented the discontent of a thousand others, and the lines and hollows that only starvation can leave distorted their features. They hardly knew where they were going, yet they dreamt that each painful step they...