Word: breast
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Chancellor of Austria and Frau Schuschnigg hurtled into a tree near Linz last week. She was instantly killed, her neck broken. He was flung on soft earth, missing a kilometer stone by a finger's length. The portly Schuschnigg nurse rolled over & over, clutching safely to her breast the Chancellor's 9-year-old son Kurt...
...that the Englishman is, in fact, a cold-blooded imperialist who spends his time in jumping on the underdog, he does not take these accusations very seriously. . . . To him we appear as slightly comic figures. I am aware that, psychologically speaking, the laughter that we arouse in the American breast is mainly due to their own pathetic self-consciousness and to a wholly misplaced sense of cultural inferiority; but I am not discussing complexes...
...flowers. Orchids to You is more engaging than it sounds, not only because the dialog is swift or because cactus-faced Charles Butterworth bounds in & out to utter countless inanities, but because Jean Muir knows better than most of her contemporaries how to indicate unrequited love without resorting to breast-expansion or weeping on an embroidered chaise longue. The picture's smart decor changes abruptly and briefly when, to prove that hard-working Lawyer Boles knows how to relax, an Easter scene at an orphan asylum is injected, wherein Boles, dressed in a magician's garb complete with...
...four youngsters he hitchhiked to Washington to be close to the source of supply. One afternoon last week Citizen Parker in overalls and his barefoot family settled down in the gallery of the House of Representatives. In that restful spot, Mrs. Parker unbuttoned her dress, presented her ample breast to her eight-month-old daughter, Hilda Jean...
...near Bournemouth one William Mitchell, a herdsman, was walking by a lily pond near the late "Rats" house. He saw Mrs. Rattenbury advance slowly into the pond, a dagger in her right hand. "Hi, stop!" cried Herdsman Mitchell but the Sentimental Lyric Writer stabbed herself six times in the breast, finally pierced her heart and slipped with a gush of blood among the lilies...