Word: brows
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...minutes his audience had dwindled to ten people. An urchin went around begging nickels, got only one. At 10:49 Mr. Berven finished his reading and called out: "Do I hear any bid for Parcel No. i. ... ?" He heard nothing. "Do I hear," asked Mr. Berven, dabbing his brow, "any bid for the properties of St. Mary's College in their entirety?" Two mustached men in panama hats edged up and one of them said: "Leland Groezinger and Gerald S. Levin, as joint tenants, bid $411,150." Cameras clicked as Mr. Levin handed Mr. Berven, as a down payment...
Fred Nygard, an experienced crane operator, related how he joined the union last April. A few days later he took two application cards to work with him in his cap. While mopping his brow, the cards fluttered down 40 ft. from his crane to the floor. One he managed to retrieve but the other was picked up by a fellow worker. Five days later the foreman fired him, saying: "I guess you don't want to work here...
...steps they paused to bow. When at last they reached the woolsack, Earl Baldwin knelt, got up, moved to a reading desk where a clerk sonorously summoned him "to sit among the Lords of the realm." Earl Baldwin was clearly uncomfortable. He searched for non-existing pockets, scratched his brow, had to be reminded to sign the Lords' register, take the oath, kiss the Bible. In five minutes it was over. He was led to a seat on the front bench, rose three times to tip his hat to the Chancellor, then dashed out to change his clothes...
...looks upon the famine-pinched faces of his children, as they go supperless to their bed of straw! Who can tell the anguish of his heart when the wife of his bosom bends over him with her pale, earnest face, and, as she wipes the fever-drops from his brow, with the sublime energy of woman's endurance, whispers resignation, hope! . . . How different would be the condition of such a person, if, in the days of his health and strength he had become a member of our Noble Order...
Catholics last week predicted that the red hat of a cardinal awaits Archbishop Mooney if the U. S. gets its fifth Prince of the Church in time. Tall, lofty of brow, matter-of-fact, he is a shrewd master of church and business law, a rigid disciplinarian who will take no back talk from any Father Coughlin. Indeed, observers felt that, though the Church had successfully liquidated the "Coughlin affair" of last autumn (TIME, Aug. 17 .et seq.) by giving the radio priest plenty of rope, it was putting a strong man in Detroit especially to prevent any repetition...