Word: yorker
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...rain. . . ." When a Park botanist saw one bud opening last week he was afraid to start premature hopes again, but two days later there were 20 blooms, next 43 more. Visitors were disappointed by the little yellowish blossoms, scarcely more spectacular than the buds. Last week's New Yorker, going to press before the four-weeks-overdue plant had put out its first blossom, beat Manhattan newspapers by printing a cartoon of a silk-hatted committee timing the blooming of a century plant with the cracker, "It's been a hundred years and ten minutes exactly...
When Mickey Walker retired as middle-weight champion, his title went, after an elimination tournament last winter, to a lean, stubborn, hard-muscled New Yorker named Ben Jeby, who in all his fights showed much more courage than finesse. Last week in New York Jeby had his first chance to defend his championship against a really high-grade opponent. Barrel-chested Lou Brouillard, of Worcester, Mass., much the same type fighter except that he is lefthanded, came running out of his corner in the first round and planted two lefts on a chin that Jeby's previous opponents have...
...Woll" he said dreamily, "I call her Scummy and she calls me Louse, but we may not be married for a few years. --The New Yorker...
...Street Beach is near the centre of Chicago's exclusive Gold Coast, it draws from the slums west of State Street untidy hordes of hoi polloi such as swarm on the public beaches of all big cities. Chicagoans guffawed last week to read in the smart New Yorker this advice to visitors to the World's Fair: ". . . You can go swimming any day in the middle of Chicago at Oak Street beach and be in the best possible company.'' The smartchart had been hoaxed by Mrs. Henry ("Hetty") Field, socialite society reporter for Hearst...
Last week the New Yorker printed a cartoon of two coal miners looking up suddenly from their underground work and exclaiming: "For gosh sakes, here comes Mrs. Roosevelt...