Word: beeing
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Granite City, Ill. smoothed down her cotton dress, adjusted the numeral placard (No. 49) that hung around her neck, and decided that she didn't have a chance. The other 61 finalists, who had beaten out the 5,000,000 original contestants in the annual Scripps-Howard spelling bee, were obviously going to be too good. Nevertheless, as the warmup period began at 8:50 a.m., Sandra determined to do her best. She took one last look at her parents in the audience, then firmly turned her attention to the business at hand...
Yale, in disclosing the new plan, said that it was caused to a great extent by extra-curricular life conflicting with studies. "Undoubtedly," the Yale announcement said, "the emphasis on athletics, extra-curricular life, weekends, and a bee-hive of activity outside the classroom on which prestige and success are felt to turn, now makes an environment which involves serious conflict with important educational goals...
...member noted, to 'seeing Lieut. F. stalk through the office with a cigar in one hand and a pair of pink panties in the other.' " The heraldic section of the Quartermaster General's office submitted designs for insignia. A first attempt "produced only a busy-bee-like insect, which Mrs. Hobby pronounced a bug, adding that she had no desire to be called the queen bee. Designers then hit upon the idea of a head of Pallas Athene, a goddess associated with an impressive variety of womanly virtues and no vices either womanly or godlike...
...arms and ex-West Pointers, the general choked up as humanly as any other mortal. Vividly attractive Mrs. Clark recalled that they had first met on a blind date and that "he was a complete bust." The general affectionately reminded her of how she had sat on a bee, added thoughtfully that then "we got to know each other better...
Resignation & Command. From bee-stung lips to white-sheathed hips, 32-year-old Dorothy personified topic A. Her warm brown eyes singled out two or three lucky males for what appeared to be a special invitation, and her long, discreetly undulating body lent emphasis to the looks. Some of her songs told a story-about Good for Nothing Joe or Just One of Those Things; some rekindled the old glories of such sentiments as I Got Rhythm and Easy to Love. Her voice was commonplace, but her poised and charming delivery had the customers holding their breath. Everyone was ready...