Word: chinned
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...default. Last week, for the third time in six weeks, Premier Ho Ying-chin sent in his resignation. This time President Li Tsung-jen accepted it. Li submitted to a Legislative Yuan meeting at Canton the nomination of Elder Statesman Chu Cheng (age 73). Opposition included a woman legislator in slacks and a Hawaiian blouse, who yelled into a microphone: "He's too old for the job." Shocked oldsters came to Chu Cheng's defense. Said one: "Chu Cheng can still climb the hundreds of stone steps leading up to Chungking." The argument availed nothing. When Marshal...
...ordered a startled dancing partner not long ago. "I am looking into them, Ma'am," he stammered. "Well," said Margaret, "you're looking into the most beautiful eyes in England. The Duchess of Kent has the most beautiful nose. The Duchess of Windsor has the most beautiful chin. And I have the most beautiful eyes. Surely," she added, with an impish gleam in her eye, as her flustered partner groped for a suitable answer, "you believe what you read in the papers...
...Johnson's arrival, university politics had been dominated by the upper-crust fraternities. Louis soon changed all that, at least for his day. The Betas, the Dekes, the Sigma Chis would all have been delighted to accept the big, aggressive kid with the curly black hair and determined chin. But Louis became a Delta Chi, organized a merger of lesser fraternities and non-fraternity men and began winning student elections with monotonous regularity...
...dingy room in a dreary Athens suburb of Nea Philadelphia last week, sat an aged woman, her chin bent low over her hollow chest, her hair in untidy wisps around her wrinkled face, her sharp black eyes lost in memory. She had no need to be dressed for company, for hardly anybody drops in to pay a call on Mamma Erato these days. They are too afraid. Her only friends are the rheumatic old cobbler just down the street and the kind, ugly butcher next door. Sometimes Mamma Erato slinks out of her room to make...
...legend which Truman loves to retell. The sixth U.S. President, John Quincy Adams, he said, delighted in early-morning plunges off the backyard riverbank. One morning an enterprising newspaper woman, Anne Royall, trapped President Adams in swimming, sat on his clothes and demanded an interview. In the buff and chin-deep in the water, Adams surrendered, and sounded off about the day's issues until Newshen Royall retreated with her story...