Word: ach
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...heroines or romance. They laughed at her. Privately they called her "the little beast." Even William liked to regale her with his old love affairs. Soon Caroline had a lover, Sir Godfrey Webster, coarse, handsome and ostracized. But Sir Godfrey called it off at the time a new waltz, Ach du lieber Augustin, was sweeping England and a jam of carriages was bearing invitations to the door of a young Lord who had just published a book called Childe Harold...
Last week Rochester held its ninth Annual Festival of American Music. At festival's end patient Rochesterians had sat through so many new U. S. compositions, that they would have clutched 0 Sole Mio or Ach Du Lieber Augustin like a drowning man. Most-talked-about item of the series: a symphony by a 20-year-old post graduate Eastman student named Owen Reed. Some critics found Reed's brief, concise opus somewhat monotonous. Not so Director Hanson, who spoke of it with exuberant breath: "Comparison of Reed's work with Beethoven's can be made...
...championship finals, Louis Ach defeated Alee Early in the 121 pound class by a fall in 3 minutes and 22 seconds, won the 128 pound title by a decision over Jim Redman, and nabbed the 130 pound title by defeating Early a second time, by decision. In the 145 pound class Ray Stone threw Art Kincade in eight minutes and 34 seconds...
...world is Cruft's of Great Britain. The first show was given n 1886 by Charles Cruft, who began his career serving behind the counter of a dog-biscuit shop. Ever since Queen Vic toria entered her collie and three Pomeranians in 1891, the show has been held ach year in Islington's mammoth old, red brick Royal Agricultural Hall. At its olden Jubilee Show three years ago, 10,650 dogs were entered...
Scrymgeour is pronoonced Skrimjer as it was when th' Heilanders defeated th' Sassan-ach at Bannockburn. aye an' at Prestonpans ferbye (an' if ye dare mention Flodden Field or Culloden, I'll slit yer throats wi' ma rusty Claymore an' feed yer misbegotten flesh tae th' Eagles...