Word: bitting
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Ever since Irak achieved "nationhood" by ceasing to be a British Mandate and entering the League of Nations (TIME, Oct. 17, 1932), London has been anxious lest this key Kingdom on the route to India take the pan-Arab bit in its teeth and kick over the traces. These fears were sharpened by the sudden death of Irak's King Feisal, who had always been able to see things more or less from British angles (TIME, Sept. 18, 1933). Last week his young son King Ghazi, educated in British boys' schools, was abruptly mastered by pan-Arab chiefs...
...star talent secured by our contemporary college newspapers aften makes us a bit apologetic about our own home-spun product. Last year the Yale News had an undergraduate columnist of such mettle that recently that paper came forward as publisher of his collected gems at two dollars per copy. Determined to outdo us all, the Daily Princetonian has incorporated Gertrude Stein into its staff. Careful as ever not to appear ostentatious, it does not even advertise its prize, and has made her start from the very botom writing the notice column. Since no one else could have possibly written...
Last September Republican managers, alarmed at an August slump in his popularity, persuaded Nominee Landon to begin a "fighting campaign." Bit by bit his temper rose; his attacks grew stern, next vigorous, next angry. As the campaign entered its final week, they reached full fury. Not Frank Knox, not John Hamilton had ever shouted a blacker, more fearful prophecy of the doom in store for the U. S. if Alf Landon should fail of election than did Alf Landon himself when, at Baltimore this week, he cried...
...other bit of Bullock history: "In the middle of the summer of 1930, I was talking to former President Coolidge in his little law office in Northampton, Mass. Mr. Coolidge said to me, and I remember his exact words, 'There will be an investigation of investment trusts.' I replied that I would welcome such an investigation...
...traitors to be betrayed, instruments of torture to be brandished, and never-say-die men to be put to the acid test. The looker-on is guaranteed his full share of anxious gulps by this simple, undiluted tale of thrills. The lofty, chiselled beauty of Madeleinie Carrol is a bit surpassed by the whirlwind nature of the plot, but the masculinity of Gary Cooper is brought to the fore, from the scene where he takes off his shirt, to that where he swims the murky river with a load of lead buried in his back...