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...last Pan-American Conference at Montevideo three years ago Mr. Hull flabbergasted and charmed his Latin-American colleagues: instead of paying them formally arranged visits he dropped in unannounced and waited his turn to be received; instead of going in top hat and cutaway, he clapped his grey fedora on his thin white hair and simply went calling.* As a class, Latin-American diplomats have been schooled abroad, but in Europe, not the U. S. Their clothes, their luxuries, not to mention their ideas of international affairs all come from Europe, and those of them who learned English in their...
...Fordham University, Father Svensson's arrival last week was eventful. The erect, twinkling-eyed Icelander turned out to be wearing the fedora hat of the late great priest-chancellor of Austria, Monsignor Ignaz Seipel, with whom Father Svensson lived in Vienna and at whose death the Jesuit was present. Fordham's Jesuits made a quick deal with their colleague, bought him a new hat and acquired Monsignor Seipel's for the University museum...
Four years ago whenever Herbert Hoover went home to the White House, the silk hat on his head covered a multitude of political worries. At the same time, whenever Braintruster Raymond Moley tramped up the terrace steps at Hyde Park, the crushed fedora on his wrinkled brow covered manifold plans for Herbert Hoover's downfall. Little did either of them then dream that in 1936 they would find themselves brothers under their hats. Yet last week Herbert Hoover, no longer President, spoke his mind in Philadelphia, and in Manhattan Raymond Moley, no longer a Braintruster, put his mind into...
Dust on your old fedora for this is a week-end of revelry. When the Harvard Indian meets the Cambridge Johnnie on the Stadium battle ground, war whoops echo through the town. So after dusk on bean night trekle around the loop...
...speaker lifts the pince-nez from his nose: they snap to their stations on his pearl grey waistcoat. Folding shut the little brown volume, he gathers a few odd papers, picks a soft grey fedora from the top of the desk. Students sit glued to their chairs. Gaily, resolutely, unperturbed the lecturer marches down the aisle and out the door...