Word: swivels
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...recent years, Freshmen without swivel-hips, flying feet or a fireball pitch have found it hard to find a place for themselves on the athletic horizon. Required to exercise, they have been forced to resort to non-competitive sports such as squash, rowing singles and doing rhythmical push-ups in the Indoor Athletic Building. The program of intra-mural touch football which has been going on for the past few autumns has helped the situation somewhat, but the problem persists for the rest of the year. The Freshman Committee of Phillips Brooks House now recommends an extension of this program...
Fred Martin started out as a hand-organ grinder in a San Francisco roller-skating rink, climaxed his whirring career by winning a roller marathon in Manhattan's Madison Square Garden (309 miles in 24 hours), then settled down to the swivel-chair job of managing rinks. When he took over Detroit's million-dollar Arena Gardens, he began to angle for tonier patronage and a national organization to clean up the country's shady, shoddy roller rinks. He caught both fish...
Ninety-five percent of Billings and Stover's business is professional prescription work. Mr. Mahoney considers his soda, cigarettes, and candy supply only a necessary evil. There aren't any swivel-stools in front of the soda fountain. But business along that line is good enough to warrent the presence of two great barrels of Coca-Cola syrup among the "reserves supplies" down cellar...
Teetering back & forth in his brocaded swivel chair, strolling on his balcony overlooking the Pasig River, Manuel Quezon last week could see no serious opposition at home. He had long since danced rings around his onetime friend and later rival, Sergio Osmena. But from outside, the threatening forces crowded-forces which might also concern the U. S. The question an anxious State Department pondered was where Tango Dancer Quezon, with the Philippines in his arms, would whirl next...
Last week at his press conference President Roosevelt said his say about selective-military service. He leaned well back in his swivel chair, clamped on his pince-nez, blew his lungs empty and talked for half an hour without interruption or question. There was a story in what he said. (He was for it.) But, to correspondents who had been impressed at the time of the Chicago Convention with his nervousness and fatigue, there was another story in how he looked-at ease, rested, confident and composed, his sleeves rolled up, his hair slicked back, and his eyes sharp...