Word: tailoring
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Bouncing out of the wings and turning on his Missouri accent, he had gotten off a rousing, "give-'em-hell" speech, designed for the farmer-labor combination that had elected him last November. The audience at the Allegheny County Fair was tailor-made-farmers from the countryside, steelworkers from Pittsburgh's mills. "Farmers and industrial workers . . . depend on each other," he told them...
...moved on to a tailor shop, opened the door, and murdered the tailor's screaming wife. He pushed into a neighboring house, found a fear-stricken woman and her 16-year-old son, shot both of them with his last bullets. Then he went back to his upstairs bedroom, leaving twelve dead, one dying and three wounded in a scant twelve minutes that had no counterpart in U.S. crime history...
Dandified John Taylor was musing over the fashion findings turned up in the current issue of his magazine Tailor & Cutter. The sprightliest of all British trade papers, outspoken Tailor & Cutter (circ. 16,000) has been scolding the sloppy dressers of the world since the 1860s when it found that the "beauty and symmetry" of American frock coats were being "nullified through advancing the scye [i.e., armhole] beyond a point absolutely required by the form and size of the figure." In recent years it has turned its batteries of disapproval on the baggy pants of some of Britain...
...Untraditional. The industry takes his orders and likes it. So do his workers. The country over, the little ex-tailor from Lodz is cited even by hard-shelled reactionaries as "the one good labor leader." Says one employer: "That Dubinsky runs a union the best goddam way a union...
...slacks and sport shirt bursts out, waving a handful of papers, spouting orders, and trailing hovering assistants like gulls behind a tug. In moments of repose, behind a blond curved desk that was once Edsel Ford's, Dubinsky squirms with one leg curled beneath him in the traditional tailor's pose, while his snapping brown eyes watch his visitor steadily-calm, curious, appraising. He plucks papers from the litter on his desk with a triumphant instinct that would have done credit to W.C. Fields...