Word: anxious
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...cozy office in St. Martin's Lane, London, once saucy Nell Gwynn's bedroom, trooped sober-faced British corporation executives last week. Anxious to comply with the forthcoming Civil Defense Bill, which will require camouflage for factories and public utility works, they came to consult Mr. Frederic Stafford, art director of Stoll Theatres Corp., Ltd. Mr. Stafford heads a group of noted stage designers whose new business is to fool enemy bombers into thinking that a power plant is a church, or an airfield a picturesque village...
Said Dr. Martin, warming to his subject, a mother's emotions have great influence upon her child's teeth, even before the baby is born. A woman who is anxious, apprehensive or resentful during pregnancy may not bother to eat tooth-forming foods (calcium, phosphorus and vitamins). After the child is born, she must be the thermostat to the "emotional climate of the home." A mother who pampers her child never lets him get his teeth into anything. Consider the Eskimos, said Dr. Martin. They "use their teeth for everything, including softening frozen leather," and Eskimos rarely suffer...
...Wyndham Mortimer, Secretary-Treasurer George Addes, many another feudist professed the utmost anxiety to salvage what seceding President Homer Martin had left of their union when he split away last month (TIME, Feb. 6). But not one volunteered to sacrifice his job to that end. One & all were anxious to better themselves, preferably at the expense of fellow officers...
...That has completely destroyed confidence and has forced the British Government to make this great departure. . . . These recent happenings have, rightly or wrongly, made every State which lies adjacent to Germany unhappy, anxious and uncertain about Germany's future intention. If that is all a misunderstanding, if the German Government have never had any such thought, so much the better...
...headed woman named Rachel, a little girl who was dying. Antoine was no surgeon, but incapable of taking thought without action, he decided to operate at once. He cleared the plates off the table, placed the child on it. He stripped the shade from the lamp. Sweating, exalted, anxious and yet confident, he thought, when the preparations went well: "I'm a wonderful fellow." But when the thunder rolled as he made the incision, he reflected: "A bit previous, the applause." He finished, triumphant-then saw that the child seemed to have stopped breathing...