Word: call
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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John L. Lewis, whose prose style moves in the empurpled outer reaches of the language, is no man to call a strike simply a strike. He prefers to call it a "memorial holiday" or a "spontaneous" walkout. Last week, Lewis rumbled out a new and fancy phrase for it. The heavy supply of coal on hand, said the chief, had produced "menacing instability" in the industry, threatening the national economy, and even the United Mine Workers. To correct this situation, Lewis proclaimed "a brief stabilizing period of inaction...
Last week Margaret's few close friends flocked by to hear about her trip and perhaps persuade her to do a really sharp imitation of some pompous continental dignitary. But before the girlish giggles began, they still remembered to call her "ma'am," for Margaret is the daughter of the King. No matter how seductively the moon may shine as she drives home from a party, there can be no stolen kisses; a Scotland Yard man is always present to see her indoors; often a lady-in-waiting is at the door, too. As one young Briton remarked...
...Manhattan office one day last February, Otis Lee Wiese, 44-year-old editor and publisher of McCall's, got a telephone call from Hyde Park. The caller, whom Wiese has never identified, cried: "Come quick! The lady's feelings are hurt." Wiese quickly decoded "lady" into Anna Eleanor Roosevelt and took the next train north, convinced that somehow the rival Ladies' Home Journal had underestimated the power of a woman...
Like father Day in Life With Father, Dad Gilbreth pretty much ran things his way; but there most of the resemblance ended. Whenever Dad Gilbreth, returning from a trip, turned in at the sidewalk of his Montclair, N.J. home, he whistled "assembly call"; it brought freckle-faced kids from upstairs, basement, backyard and even the next street. Sometimes his signal meant that he wanted to take everybody for a ride in the big Pierce-Arrow. "How do you feed all those kids, mister?" folks would yell when the car had to stop for an intersection. His favorite answer: "Well, they...
...plot; the lure of baseball is bound to captivate anyone who ever goes out to the park. As one of the characters puts it, "baseball is like spring fever that lasts all summer." "It Happens Every Spring" is a silly but enjoyable parody on the summertime craze that we call the great American sport...