Word: tower
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...tower is the scene of great activity on this morning. Motes dance in the sunbeams, and the Vagabond dances behind a screen as he dons his trousers. Water tinkles against the sides of the basin as he sluices his gnarled face in the limpid pool. He dashes through the room, adding touch after touch to his creation of sartorial ineffability. His cutaway in place, he adds a final caressing stroke to his ascot, bathes its center in the refulgent aura of a heavy gold pin, and descends the innumerable stairs...
...Many a woman, taught to drink by Prohibition, last week hooked a French heel over a brass rail. Tower Magazines, Inc. distributors of mass periodicals through Woolworth Stores, asked its middleclass, female readership if they would serve beer at home. "Yes" answered 76%. * States which Drys believe will fail to ratify the 21st Amendment: Alabama, Florida, Georgia, Iowa, Kansas, Kentucky, North Carolina, North Dakota, Nebraska, New Hampshire, Mississippi, Oklahoma, South Dakota, South Carolina, Tennessee, Utah...
Died. Henriette Tower Wurts, relict of George Washington Wurts, onetime (1862-82) U. S. Secretary of Legation at Florence and Rome, sister of onetime (1902-08) U. S. Ambassador to Germany Charlemagne Tower; in Lucerne. An aging, dim, tremendously "important" personage in Roman society, she gave the city her magnificently landscaped Villa Sciarra in 1930 for use as a public park. That was soon after energetic, beauteous Mrs. John Work Garrett (who last week lectured on art before the King & Queen) had arrived in Rome, begun to displace other U. S. social arbiters. The handsome call Benito Mussolini made...
...Vagabond arises; he leaps out of the four-poster in the tower, his face merry in the light of the noon sun. As his feet touch the floor, and his knees buckle under him, his joyous expression contracts to a snarl. He wabbles to the fixtures, where he pours himself a goblet of cold water. It runs down his throat, and into his stomach, every inch of its course distinctly felt. A sensation of feeble exhilaration comes over him, and he puts on his raiment, slowly, with hands that will not quite close. The prospect of a meal seems strangely...
...reaches the side of its confrere, and regards him with a vacuous, faintly irritating expression. Finally, flushing to the roots of its hair, it strikes the other, who succumbs with a pitiful rattle in its throat. As the woman reenters the room, the Vagabond flees back to his tower. But again, at nine this morning, he will issue from it to hear Professor Tozzer lecture on "Marriage and the Family," in the Semitic Museum...