Word: wood
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Divot Sirs: I am the spectator mentioned in TIME, June 19 under Sport, "Triple Tie." Craig Wood's ball did not strike me "flush on the temple." If it had I would not be here now. It struck me on the side of my head and took a "divot" requiring three stitches to close...
...part about the incident is that I own and operate the Main Line Golf Driving Range at Ardmore and have been dodging golf balls for 10 years without getting hit. then I take an afternoon off to see the finish of the U. S. Open Championship and, "whack!", Craig Wood's brassie shot on the 18th lands me in the Bryn Mawr Hospital where I have been ever since...
...Empress put out to sea, while crowds ashore roared God Save the King. From the bridge the King and Queen waved their farewell; the Queen was almost invisible behind the high railing until something was brought for her to stand on. On Chebucto Head a great smelly bonfire of wood, oil and old tires, visible for 80 miles, was built to cheer them on their way. But for a brief stop at St. John's, capital of Newfoundland, Britain's oldest colony, a week of unbroken rest was ahead. Besides the King and Queen, the roomy old ship...
Besides her own chapters on bas-relief, composition, portraiture, drapery and the techniques of enlarging and reducing, Sculptor Putnam gracefully includes chapters on ceramics by Carl Walters, on stone and marble carving by Robert A. Baillie, on wood carving by Gleb Derujinsky and on bronze casting by Anton Basky. Her advice to sculptors: learn to be poor and keep in good condition...
...cubicle. Chief triumphs of the show were in his own favorite field of Flemish and Dutch painting. In the eyes of connoisseurs, the Ince Hall Madonna (see cut) by Jan van Eyck was worth an exhibition all by itself. This tiny (8¾ inches by 6 inches) painting on wood came all the way from the National Gallery in Melbourne, Australia, where it is valued at $250,000. Until 1922 it lurked, under a heavy scum of varnish, in the murk of Ince Hall, near Liverpool. When the Australian gallery bought and cleaned it, English art-lovers cried aloud...