Word: boxful
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...thoroughly mellifluous barytone is pleasantly used to punctuate a mildly satiric investigation of the rodeo business. By entering every event at Madison Square Garden, Jeff Larabee manages to squeeze out enough prize money to cover the price of Cuddles, a gigantic curly-haired Hereford bull. In Cuddles' box car, on the way back to the ranch where he is a cowhand, he discovers a pretty stowaway (Frances Farmer) who turns out to be his employer's niece. By the time this relationship has had its anticipated effect on their romance-amusement at his effrontery on the niece...
...Lieut. Charles Becker and four gunmen-"Lefty" Louis Rosenberg, Harry ("Gyp the Blood") Horowitz, "Whitey" Lewis and "Dago" Frank Cirofici-of murdering Gambler Herman Rosenthal; of peritonitis; on the 21st anniversary of Becker's electrocution; in Passaic, N. J., where for 22 years he had managed a paper-box factory...
...front porch of the 200-year-old farmhouse, Secretary Ickes pulled a handle on an electric switch box, announced: "I now start the flow of power into the arteries of this farmstead." Actually he did nothing of the sort because the switch box was only a ceremonial dummy and power was already flowing through Rosedale Farm. Inside the farmhouse were electric clocks, an air-cooling system, a vacuum cleaner with headlights, refrigerator, dishwasher, food-mixer, curling irons. In the farm shop lathes and tools were electrically operated. Wood was cut by an electric saw. In the brooder house chicks were...
...River from Manhattan, which they still own, gave them good steers on other amusement investments. Joe Schenck later went to Holly wood where he married Norma Talmadge and headed United Artists for years. Nick Schenck stuck by Loew's, taking over when the founder died in 1927. For box-office results Nick Schenck likes his pictures sentimental. Once when a feature was submitted for his approval, he shook his head dolefully, pointed to his throat, remarked: "No lump." There was plenty of sentiment in last week's deal which would appeal to stock holders, whose approval must...
...speech, climbed on their chairs, made their earlier cheers for Dr. Townsend sound like feeble piping. Magnanimously Preacher Smith beckoned Dr. Townsend to his side. Spotlights speared down, flash bulbs popped as the old doctor put his bony hand in the young preacher's. In the press box, newshawks who had watched the pair in recent days, had seen Dr. Townsend consult Preacher Smith on every move, let him act as their joint spokesman, believed they were witnessing not a union but a usurpation...