Word: waxes
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Alfred S. Romer, for assistance in making wax plate reconstructions of the development of limb muscles of higher vertebrates preparatory to the publication of results...
...years cash prizes have awaited the spiritualist medium who could produce any single phenomenon-spirit-writing on slates, voices from the beyond, table tippings, wax casts of ectoplasmic hands, etc., etc.-which could not be duplicated and explained by science or sleight of hand. Last week, to the standing offer of $10,000 made by the Universal Council for Psychic Research, the Scientific American added $5,000. Purpose: a renewed drive to expose a growing trade in ghostly fakery. As the world crisis gets worse, more & more fretful folk have fled to seance rooms, as they have also to astrologers...
...great and near-great musicians jostled one another to perform for the dowagers at Albert Morris Bagby's Musical Mornings. Last January, in the Grand Ballroom of the Waldorf-Astoria, the 50th year of "the Bagbys," the 429th concert reached its end. For the first time dapper, ruddy, wax-mustached little Mr. Bagby, 81, was not present: he had the grippe. Later he caught pneumonia. Last week he died. Oscar of the Waldorf, Banker James Speyer, old Mrs. James Roosevelt, many another dowager went to his funeral...
What have they done with the rip-roaring scream-squeezing digestion-turning horrors of old? Where is the stupendous fantasy of King Kong, the revolting blackness of The Mystery of the Wax Museum, Zombie, The Cat and the Canary, Frankenstein? It seems that Hollywood first tried to give son-and-daughter sequels to these original blood-curdlers. And when that didn't work, they turned away from blackness for blackness' sake, and took refuge in the arms of Morality...
Into the room came the first witness, a slender man whose shoulders stooped with 69 years, striding gravely in a worn, shiny blue serge suit, his hair silvery-white, his face pale as candle wax, his brown eyes a little sharp under his salt-&-pepper eyebrows. Little Sol Bloom scrambled down from his eminence to be photographed with Secretary of State Hull. Mr. Hull sat down, began to read his prepared statement, his long pale hands trembling slightly...