Word: fitter
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Financier Bernard Mannes Baruch" [TIME, Aug. 21]. Saturday afternoon I met Mr. Baruch in the park of Saratoga Spa (where he has been for the past three weeks), gay over his physicians' discharge of him as completely cured of the mastoiditis that attacked him four months ago, looking fitter than I have ever seen him in all the years I have known him, declaring that he "felt, and was, better" than he had been in ten years. He flexed his arm, and his biceps were hard as the heel of his shoe. (He works with dumbbells every morning...
...wages of gymnastic instructors. Chancellor of the Exchequer Sir John Simon, who seems as lean as the Prime Minister but unlike him distinctly more pink-faced, has budgeted this year about $12,500,000. Mr. Chamberlain, broadcasting on a Kingdom and Empire hookup, last week inaugurated the Fitter Britain Campaign with this plaintive cry: "Many people still seem unaware of the benefits they might obtain for themselves and their children if they would only take what is offered them...
Determination is the chief virtue which is helping Helen Jepson to climb fast in opera. She was born 29 years ago in Titusville, Pa., where her father kept a candy and hardware store combined. Her first job was as a corset-fitter in an Akron department store. Then by selling phonograph records she became converted to opera, won a scholarship at Philadelphia's Curtis Institute of Music...
First stake race of Saratoga's season went, appropriately, to Fitter Pat, whose owner, William Woodward, is chairman of The Jockey Club. At the track three days later Governor and Mrs. Lehman watched Mrs. John Hay Whitney's Rocky Run set a new two-mile track record to win the Beverwyck Steeplechase Handicap. First long-shot winner at Saratoga was a horse named Wee Tune at 50-to-1, on which bookmakers dropped some $50,000. Col. Edward Riley Bradley, who had 30 horses in his Saratoga string, got up at 4 a.m., went out to the track...
...gaze until my mind is naught But wonderful and wordless thought! Till, suddenly, surpassing wit, Spontaneous meadows spring in it; And I am but a glass between Un-walked in meadows, gold and green. The Author's most famed productions have never met the public eye, are fitter for private ears. Prolific parent of a Rabelaisian brood of limericks, bans mots, parodies, a troop of outrageous, robustious characters of fancy, Oliver St. John Gogarty is a doctor by trade (throat specialist). Now an Irish Senator, he was a bitter enemy of the Republicans, once faced a firing squad...