Word: bunche
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Cross and the Flag," is personally published by Gerald L.K. Smith in Detroit. In a recent issue, Smith commented: "We have known for some time that the so called Conference of Christians and Jews was a program of fakery, hypocrisy ...set up to deceive mislead, and exploit a bunch of simpletons...." Of the Fair Employment Practises Commission, Smith said, "It is a trick being promoted by Negro political bosses and Jewish political bosses...
...life. Built in 1759 by a young Royalist, the house was confiscated by the American government fifteen years later, when the owner, after a life of unhappy splendor, fled to the besieged British in Boston. It wasn't long before the nucleus of the American Navy moved in, a bunch of fishermen from Marblehead. They messed the place up pretty badly, and Washington, deciding to move in from his undesirable quarters in Wadsworth House, had to foot a cleaning and redecorating bill of twelve dollars...
...fight over fencing up the open range. Perhaps the most overworked angle involved the arrival of the U.S. Cavalry with bright blue uniforms and waving flags to patch things up when a crisis impends. Interspersed among the cliches are a number of bedroom passages involving Jennifer and Gregory, a bunch of mob scenes in the grand old DeMille tradition, and here and there a few small bits of genuine character portrayal. To cap off this two-hour-plus marathon there is perhaps the bloodiest climax in a long, long time-heroine and hero shoot each other full of holes, only...
Tenting Tonight (by Frank Gould; produced by Saul Fischbein) is one of those harmless, agitated, anxious-to-please little comedies that loom big only in their blundering. It concerns a bunch of former G.I.s who can't get into a jerkwater college because they cannot find a place to live. They high-pressure a kindly prof into letting them make a flophouse of his living room; but a big-shot trustee gets mad at the idea. Then they soft-soap a racketeer into turning a building he has leased into a dormitory instead of a dive. But the trustee...
...history one of its heroes: the man who shot Benito Mussolini. The tyrannicide turned out to be a tall (6 ft.), sallow, jowly bookkeeper called Walter Audisio. As he mounted the platform before a Communist mass meeting in the ruins of Rome's Basilica of Constantine, clutching a bunch of red carnations, he bit his lips to keep them from trembling...