Word: gold
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...small crowd of enthusiastic but sober alumni, Director James Henry Oughton Jr. unveiled a bronze plaque of Founder Leslie E. Keeley, a Civil War surgeon who announced his cure in 1879. With his famed slogan, "Drunkenness is a disease and I can cure it," and his "secret" injections of gold chloride, Dr. Keeley amassed a fortune of over $1,000,000. During the 'gos, Keeley clubs flourished all over the U. S., proud Keeley alumni sported shiny gold buttons, preached excitingly confessional sermons to female temperance societies...
...traditional Keeley routine. An incoming inebriate pays $160, plus room and board, must stay for 31 days. His whiskey ration is gradually tapered off: eight ounces the first day, six ounces the second, four ounces the third, none from then on. Four times a day he gets gold chloride injections; every two hours he takes a tonic. At the end of the course, Keeley Drs. Robert Estill Maupin, Bert Trippeer and Andrew Jackson McGee look him over, ask him if he still feels the "irresistible craving of nerve cells for alcohol." Usually he says no. How many...
...British blood, Dr. Butler exclaims: "It has never been . . . possible for me . . . to be on ... British soil without a feeling of exaltation." When Dr. Butler was a few days old, his aunt carried him up to the cupola of his house with an American flag, a $10 gold piece and a Bible; there dedicated his life to patriotism, wealth and piety...
...riches." This is the basic thesis of Atoms In Action* published this week by George Russell Harrison, California-born professor of physics at Massachusetts Institute of Technology. "In the long run," says he, "digging for truth has always proved not only more interesting, but more profitable, than digging for gold. If urged on by the love of digging, one digs deeper than if searching for some particular nugget. Practicality is inevitably shortsighted, and is self-handicapped by the fact that it is looking so hard for some single objective that it may miss much that nature presents...
...boyhood in Cincinnati and Covington, Ky., was nicknamed "Buffalo" because of his infant virility. In those days pigs still cleaned the Cincinnati streets; Conestoga wagons still lumbered past the house on their way West; downriver pilots still swaggered on the levee. Danny fought the "river rats," dug for gold in the backyard, had a backyard menagerie of crows, squirrels, snakes. Once Lincoln smiled at him as he ran alongside the President's open barouche...