Word: tower
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Columbia University, and finally, the old Madison Square Garden (torn down last year). This bulking sultry building, with its hippodromes and galleries, tapering to Saint-Gaudens' winged Diana on its central citadel, had a roof garden with a cabaret show and a smart orchestra. Up in the tower, Stanford White had apartments, reached by the same elevator that communicated with the cabaret's chorus dressing-room. That June night, after the theatre, Mr. White had gone to the cabaret. He sat about for a while, then ordered a table and a bottle of champagne in a corner...
Able Commander van der Kun, squeezing, sprucely attired, from his conning tower hatch, said: "We left Helder on May 27 and seldom steamed our maximum of 18 knots, since we are making a long distance run and cannot risk accidents. Because of our slow speed our voyage was similar to that of Columbus. Although, in case of an accident we would have been helpless without a mother ship, the men never showed a, qualm when we passed out of sight of land. . . . I am always pessimistic on a submarine, for that is safest. I do not let even...
...system" on conservative Yale law-dons, as stumbling old "Kit" Langdell had done to Harvard 25 years before. Died. Gaitan Ardisson, 74, sculptor-adviser to Mrs. Harry Payne Whitney; at the Whitney estate, Wheatley Hills, Westbury, L. I. Aged, ill, Sculptor Ardisson clambered wearily up a 100 ft. water tower, leapt. In his pocket was a note, "Mrs. Whitney-you win. Tan-Tan, [his son], tout est atteint [all is accomplished]." Died. William H. Thompson, 75, president of the Thompson Time Stamp† Co.; in Manhattan. Died. Charles William Eliot, 92; at Northeast Harbor, Maine...
...Beaute gothe fast awaye fro me. . . . Why, than ye wyll forsake me all! Swete Strengthe, tary a lytel space. . . . Why, Dyscrecyon, wyll ye forsake me? . . . O, all thynge fayleth, save God alone. Voices call to Everyman; out of the darkening air fall their farewells-from the Cathedral, from the tower of the monastery, mocking and sad and sonorous. The Cardinal Archbishop and the rest of the notable company listened to an Epilogue ,that made clear the already too obvious moral of the piece and then hurried off to dress for a performance of Don Juan in the Salzburg theatre that...
...this time I saw nobody else. There were 20 men in the officers' quarters (where the submarine was struck). I rushed to the ladder of the conning tower. There were two men ahead of me. Water was already splashing when I got to the top. I was washed overboard as soon as I got out. I was picked up by a lifeboat of the City of Rome, which . . . steamed away for Boston in forty-five minutes...