Word: bitting
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...deadlines crumbled, Work Relief's fine rules & theories were crumbling with them. Jobmaker Hopkins set out originally to make his WPA employes do a full month's work (180 hours) for a full month's pay. Bit by bit, spreading the work, he pared his month to 120 hours. When skilled union men on work relief in New York City struck for "prevailing" (i.e. union) wages, Administrator Hopkins brought them sharply to heel by ordering them barred from home relief (TIME, Aug. 19). Last month, under pressure from American Federation of Labor as well as from...
...right, here's the program," Mussolini was already saying. "In the morning I have a cup of coffee and fruit. At noon I have consomme or broth and fruit. At night I have fruit. No, I never touch meat. Sometimes a bit of fish...
...four small sisters, left the royal palace at Alexandria to be trained as a British army cadet at Woolwich. Few schoolboys ever had a more impressive sendoff. At Ras-et-Tin Palace, British High Commissioner Sir Miles W. Lampson was on hand for a farewell handshake, a bit of fatherly advice. In a glittering barouche behind an escort of Egyptian lancers the dark-skinned youngster drove through the streets of Alexandria to the quayside where he boarded the British light cruiser Devonshire. With the crew lining the rails at attention, the Devonshire snaked its way through the great armada...
...that the story, about an underworld tsar who constitutes himself protector of a lady croupier in his gambling house and then shows that his heart is in the right place by giving her up when she falls in love with a mealy-mouthed young prospector. is a painfully uninspired bit of hackwork. That the picture, nonetheless, manages to be an intermittently lively and entertaining period piece is due partly to Howard Hawks's skillful direction, partly to a fine characterization of a frowsy wharf-rat by Producer Goldwyn's latest discovery. Walter Brennan. Good shot: Edward G. Robinson...
...like Jimmy Lunceford, don't go to the left this week ((That's not the only bit of advice we have for you if you don't like Munny Luncefowl he is at his best, and is supported by an all-colored cast of rhythm-mongers in a state show that should be violence to even the most sophisticated inhibitions, Miss Mabel Scott in particular, whose offering was announced simply as a song and dance, almost forces the Playgner to became lyrical; her technique might shame any of the personality girls since Delilah. There is also some glorious from...