Word: tweeds
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...black eye" referred to by Grand Sachem Voorhis was, of course, William Marcy ("Boss") Tweed, the coarse, corpulent crook who grafted incredibly on New York City while he was Grand Sachem. He died in jail 50 years ago. Beside the doings of Tweed, the political peccadilloes of other 'Tammany 'members are dwarfed. Tweed and his "ring," controlling the city's Board of Supervisors, cleared tens of millions in letting contracts, selling permits and offices, contributing for the city to "charities." A plasterer named Garvey once got $133,187.20 for two days' work from the City...
...Tweed's heyday, which Grand Sachem Voorhis well remembers, leading citizens of New York were not above working with Tammany. John Jacob Astor vouched for Tweed in a crisis, and escaped three years' taxes. Elihu Root was one of Tweed's lawyers. Many another good name is connected with many another bad moment in New York City's government. No matter how well the present Tammany-ites behave themselves at Houston-and last week they said they were not even going to take a brass band-many a bad moment will doubtless soon be rehearsed...
...madman was Charles Sims, R. A., who once painted King George with spindle legs, who became a lunatic, who committed suicide by jumping in the Tweed river, who left a note asking the Academy to show the last half dozen canvases he had covered (TIME, April 30). Reluctant, the Hanging Committee obeyed. The pictures were silly and terrible; their names had a dark and foolish clamor-My Pain Sheltering Beneath Your Hand, Here Am I. Passing them at last, to look at Sir William Orpen's bitterly melodramatic The Black Cap, or the clever work of 14-year...
Died. Charles Sims, R. A., 55, famed English artist; by drowning, in the River Tweed, near Melrose, Scotland. Four years ago he was hotly discussed because his portrait of a skinny-shanked King George V was declined by the trustees of the Royal Academy, on whose order it had been painted...
...Great Necker. A citizen of Manhattan, wearing a $35 suit of "tweed" clothing, bought tickets to The Great Necker. He noted with pleasure that it was "a new comedy of modern life." For him, this statement was not contradicted as its ageless plot unfolded. He laughed to see the blatantly promiscuous bachelor of forty-five summers getting engaged to a sixteen-year-old in the innocent delusion that she was unsophisticated as well as sweet. He chuckled with delight to see her mother, a movie censor, drinking strong fruit punch in the assurance that it was denatured grape-juice. When...