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...patient, swart, Indian-blooded Senate housekeeper, headed for the convention with greater hope than anxiety. He had nothing to lose except the votes of Kansas and his daughter. He had everything to gain in case of a compromise, for while he was not the fastest of the "dark horses," he was at least "dark" (see below). In Kansas City he was sure to see more friends than frustrators. On the farm issue he had voted for the farmers, then obeyed his President. Friendship and obedience make good bedfellows for ambition. And after the Presidency, after all, there is the Vice...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: CAMPAIGNS: Grand Old Party | 6/11/1928 | See Source »

...Charles Gates Dawes, noncandidate, what of him? He is the "dark horse" who looms so big and light that the whole country saw him coming a year ago. He is (to use the cadence if not the context of a nominating speech) a man whom the Administration dislikes, distrusts and fears not a little; a man who, by failing to submerge politely in the Vice-Presidency, made things hard for the President and helped cause the present fissure in his Party. There are four aspects of Charles Gates Dawes: 1) The striking individual who smokes a freak pipe, wears...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: CAMPAIGNS: Grand Old Party | 6/11/1928 | See Source »

...Central Park, Manhattan, where, under the dark trees, thousands of couples play every night, there occurred last week an event innocent and charming. A boy so fat that he looked like a pudding walked through a crowd of 33,000 screaming children while he sipped a huge mug of milk...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: POLITICAL NOTE: Tammany District Party | 6/11/1928 | See Source »

Wheat, No. 1 Dark Northern Spring, Minneapolis...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: National Affairs: Status Quo | 6/4/1928 | See Source »

Winter gathered in the South last week. The tops of the dark mountains were panelled brightly with ice. The chandeliers at the opera house, El Teatro Colon, in Buenos Aires, glittered as if with a luminous frost. At 9 o'clock, when the curbs outside it were populated with chauffeurs, wrapped in long coats, music began in El Colon. Tullio Serafin raised his baton, the violins began a soft prelude and the curtain rose upon Aida, a scene of warm sands and tropical trees...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: In Buenos Aires | 6/4/1928 | See Source »

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