Word: tiding
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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President Hoover has seen and suffered too many false starts toward recovery. Therefore last week he eschewed all predictions, all speculations as to whether the things that now made him happy marked a definite turn in the economic tide or not. It was, at least, a breathing spell. What helped to add to the President's sense of happy relief was the good progress being made by his National Credit Corp. and public response to his nation-wide campaign for Unemployment Relief funds, locally collected and expended. To the San Francisco community chest drive the President sent his check...
...prince of all bad writers is Dreiser. He takes a big subject, but so far as handling it and writing it-why, one of my children could do better." Author Lardner has four children, all boys. Last summer the youngest, David Ellis Lardner, 10, was "humorous editor" of High Tide, juvenile newspaper of East Hampton, L. I. Richard Lardner Tobin, nephew, is managing editor of the Daily at the University of Michigan (TIME...
...TWILIGHT OF A GOD. He couldn't die, who never lived. So he outlived his day. From his place in the car cards he looked down, each day, upon a rising tide of soft shirts. At last they engulfed him completely and he was swept away. His passing is viewed with mixed feeling...
...rising tide of fear provoked runs on such old, conservative institutions as Philadelphia Savings Bank, Germantown Savings Bank. Every institution in the city was calling in its resources as fast as possible. A committee of 22 prominent men published an appeal in the newspapers pleading with the people to have faith in their banks. Among the appeal's signers were: Thomas Sovereign Gates, president of University of Pennsylvania; Dennis Cardinal Dougherty; Samuel Matthews Vauclain of Baldwin Locomotive; General William Wallace Atterbury of Pennsylvania R. R.; Cyrus Herman Kotzschmar Curtis; Mayor Harry Mackey...
...William Faulkner heard a crash far out in Cobequid Bay, Nova Scotia. Then came a noise like an explosion and cries for help. Faulkner ran out to the beach, roused neighboring fishermen. In the darkness they could see nothing; but again came the anguished shouts from the bay. The tide was out. For two miles from the beach stretched a sea of soft red mud on which no man could walk. For two hours the shouts could be heard while the watchers waited for the tide to rise. Just as a boat was floated, the shouts died away...