Word: whitings
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...uncontrollable wrath at the Gold Clause decision,† roared in dismayed rage: "The Constitution is gone!" One by one his colleagues retired or died. Still undenied by McReynolds was the remark attributed many times to him: "I'll never resign as long as that crippled - - is in the White House...
...Life with Father was life at the White House for the children of Theodore Roosevelt. They crawled through the space between ceiling and floors, dragged their spotted pony into the elevator, whooped on roller skates down the historic hallways, walked on stilts up the circling stairways, with Father egging them on, often whooping it up ahead of them. Less like his father than the other children, but his father's favorite, Kermit followed in Father's boisterous wake, but liked to take books out of the Library of Congress and read while Archie and Ted played, argued with...
...Shrove Tuesday in New Orleans. Early on this Mardi Gras morning, before the white folks' Rex comes in splendor to Canal Street, the Negroes are having their own carnival. Up squalid New Basin glides a barge, canopied in sacking, to the wharf at Rampart Street and Howard Avenue. Off the barge strides the King of the Zulus, right royal in black underwear, a hula skirt of sea grass, a tin crown. His sceptre is a broomstick, topped by a snow-white rooster. Preceding him is his Queen, behind are his capering dukes. The King mounts his throne-a decrepit...
...funeral. "Poor John," he mourned, "he was a great guy." Poor John's relatives announced that they and not the Zulu Social Aid and Pleasure Club were running this funeral, reduced it to a respectable affair with only one band, pall bearers in tuxedos and white gloves, no grass skirts, no coconuts. Said John Metoyer's heir apparent to the Zulu presidency, Charles Fisher: "If it was me and I died right now, I'd have the biggest funeral in the history of New Orleans. I'd want exactly five bands and all that...
After almost a month of ineffectual grumbling, early this week the Kremlin got so mad at Finland that in the space of 24 hours the Pravda degree was reached and passed, the Izvestia stage was skipped and the white heat of the official protest had arrived...