Word: touching
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...clock tomorrow, the Student Advisory Committee will hold conference hours for Freshmen in the common rooms of four Freshman Dormitories, Smith, Standish, Gore, and McKinlock. These conference hours, which will last until 2 o'clock, will continue daily until October 2. All Freshmen are expected to get into touch with their advisers as soon as possible...
...address of a forsaken tenement building which, in the course of a chilling melodrama, houses Scotland Yard detectives, criminals, innocents, relief comedians, all bent upon recapturing the Duchess's stolen jewels. Weird entrances and exits are effected through skylights, windows, doors. Eden Gray, as heroine, lends a touch of beauty. The play, though strictly according to formula, is fairly exciting...
...present jazz is not an art but an industry, the whirring of a standardized machine endlessly turning out a standardized article. There is no hope of salvation for it until a real composer takes it up and no real composer would touch it because it is too feeble and limited an instrument of expression for anyone who has anything to express...
Smithsonian-Chrysler. Dr. William M. Mann, bearded chieftain of the expedition to collect live animals for the National Zoo (Washington, D.C.) at the expense of Manufacturer Walter P. Chrysler, of Detroit, has kept faithfully in touch with the press from Darkest Africa. After many successful game drives, no small part of his labors have been providing cages and food for antelopes, birds, pythons, mongooses, monkeys, anteaters, hedgehogs, turtles, baboons. Lassoing gnus; dodging buffalos and night-prowling rhinos; cornering giraffes; distinguishing between hyenas and leopards in the dark, were occupations,, routine. "As I write," wrote Dr. Mann from Lake Manyara, "there...
...only occasion upon which Mr. Hays' "heart touch" seemed forced is when photographed with filmdom's buffoons-Ben Turpin, Buster Keaton. The dictator of the fourth largest industry possibly meditates upon a smug lawn and a White House in Washington-then sighs, returns to work. After all, he is a president. And, withdrawn from politics, he has become an unselfish deus ex machina to the movies, a veritable polychromatic Pollyanna...