Word: buttoned
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...pontiff of Tibet, a bright, intelligent lad of five named Tanchu, had been discovered in western China (TIME, Aug. 21). Instead of taking him direct to Lhasa, the caravan went some hundreds of miles out of the way to Chungking, China's capital, where an attendant held the button-eyed god aloft before the populace. Thence representatives of the Chinese Government accompanied the caravan to Lhasa...
Common denominator of U. S. ceramists is whimsy. Sculpture at the show ranged from Viktor Schreckengost's Shadrach, Meshach, Abednego, three haloed Negroes smiling down at the flames, to Sascha Brastoff's boneless, bulbous, button-mouthed females, Emergence and Timid Maiden (see cut), who look like a pair of praying mantises. Ceramist Brastoff's figures, tastefully mounted on bases of grey velvet and satin, won a sculpture prize. Fit for the flossiest mantelpiece were such lively pieces as Annie Laurie Crawford's Dancers Martinique, Carl Walters' blue Hippopotamus...
...Constance Bennett, Kay Francis and Marlene Dietrich, informing each that she was his choice for the sought-after part of Lady Esketh. Harried Producer Zanuck got no peace until he solved the mystery, passed the telegrams around. The only memorable performance in The Rains Came is that of button-faced, button-sized Russian veteran Maria Ouspenskaya. Cast as Charles Boyer's grandmother in one scene in Love Affair this year, Actress Ouspenskaya stole the picture. As the barefooted but regal Maharani of The Rains Came, she does it again...
...said, "As we expected"; a few shouted, "Long live Smigly-Rydz!" but most just read and walked on. Since most reserves had already been called up, the decree was only a signal: the button had been pressed...
...hundreds of thousands of men, armed with the most deadly weapons ever known, and behind them millions more, await the dread signal. There is only one man who can give it. There he sits, torn by passion and foreboding, by appetites and fears, with his finger moving toward a button which-if he presses it-will explode what is left of civilization. . . . But the choice is still open. There is no truth in the plea that Hitler has gone too far to start over. By a single impulse of will power he could regain solid foundations of health and sanity...