Word: words
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...said. "It's Bishop Brent." The General said, "God almighty, what a mistake!" And to the striker,- "Fix things for Bishop Brent!" But the khaki-clothed Bishop would not stop to eat. He had lunched with an Igorot in his mountain hut. He pushed on with a pleasant word to his furry companion who bore his canonicals and pajamas. "The Bishop," explained the General, "doesn't work among the Christian Filipinos. He says the Catholic God is the same as our Episcopalian God. He confines his efforts to Americans, English and the savages, who are heathen. The Methodists...
Closely connected with his repellent reserve was the stern independence of his mode of life. In his scheme, little things were kept small and great things large. What was the true reading in a passage of Aristophanes, what the usage of a certain word in Byzantine Greek,--these were matters on which a man might well reflect and labor. But of what consequence was it if the breakfast was slight or the coat worn...
...decades ago, when Americanization was word-of-the-hour, a slim, stylish, grey-haired woman with a brisk, dynamic manner and a pleasant, persuasive voice, left the protection of Rittenhouse Square and journeyed across Philadelphia to the foreign quarter to "do her bit." She was Mary Louise Curtis Bok, daughter of Publisher Cyrus Hermann Kotzschmar Curtis and wife of Edward William Bok, famed immigrant-publicist. Her problem was obvious. Philadelphia's foreign quarter was and is like any other city's-crowded, ingrown, hostile to the U. S. culture enveloping it, which it cannot understand. Mrs. Bok tried...
...perpetual Self-Winding Watch Co., makers of the watch are opening a contest open to students of the University to write a suitable ten word or less advertising headline featuring the watch. One of the watches will be awarded as a prize. Headlines should be mailed to the office of the company at 10 W. 47th St., New York City...
Mustering forces to defend the national honor, the American Legian prepared to call the roll, Boston dowagers girded their armor to fall in line, daring debutantes atremble with excitement equipped themselves with stamps and awaited the word to blot from the invidious Artkino program the names of those who led the rest. Swelling the ranks, officers of commonwealth and of nation prepared to rush from points afar to insure the adequacy of the patriotic boycott on the one little Sovkino film and the one little theatre. Racing to the Hub of the revolutionary district, cabinet officials turned over in their...