Word: chirpingly
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...labor news was serious. Melody, the Washington, D.C. mockingbird who for years has shown up to sit on a lamppost and chirp with the National Symphony Orchestra at Washington's Water Gate concerts, was at it again. Melody, says the Symphony's manager, prefers Mozart and Schubert, but last week he gave a notable and unadvertised rendition of the bird part in Prokofiev's Peter and the Wolf. "He did not strike a single false note," said Washington Evening Star Critic Alice Eversman. "If he could only read the scores-" sighed one of the musicians. But trouble...
...twelve, the Quints are rosily healthy, haven't had even a cold in three years. They still study under private governesses (nuns) in their 19-room, nine-bath Callander, Ont. mansion, have about average intelligence. Their accomplishments: they peck out a fair tune on their three pianos, chirp a pleasing soprano, and sketch a promising freehand...
Booked for a six-day tour and 25-minute shows, Bergen & friends Charlie McCarthy and Mortimer Snerd stayed twelve days, did 51 shows of 45 minutes each. At Dutch Harbor, where Charlie got the biggest laugh, he gave 13 straight shows. "Hello, stinky," Charlie would chirp from inside his floppy sheeplined coat & hat, and Bergen would reprimand him for his discourtesy to men in uniform. Thereupon Charlie would crack: "Don't give me that lieutenant routine." That was enough to split the sides of the soldiers. But what really spilled them into the aisles was Charlie's comment...
Anyhow, you will know what the story is if Teacher asks "How you say dis please?" and is answered by a high-pitched chirp from under the table...
...kept coming. And the Marines kept fighting. The Jap at last got his landing party on the beach. From Wake came the last chirp of the radio-the Marines were still fighting. It must have been hand to hand. Reported Major Devereux with magnificent euphemism: "The issue is in doubt." The rest was silence...