Word: clamorers
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...snatched out of the hands of delivery men. The Woman's Society of Winnetka's Congregational Church cleared $7,400 in a one-day sale, with more than 5,000 people scrabbling for old lamps, jewelry, and clothes hangers. In swank Lake Forest, upper-crust ladies clamor for silk evening gowns that can be converted to nightgowns...
Thanks to Lt. Beackham's pointed reception of last week's guest columnist "The Bag" is back in its place. After witnessing a three hour dissertation on senility by the master, now nearing four years and twenty, all potential contributors weighed their 90 averages against the clamor of a well-read public, and have reneged "till the smoke clears." But we advocates of a free press stand in open defiance, from behind our cloak of anonymity, of course...
...Germany might be unable to survive on its own. Union with Austria might become a necessity. Russia might well oppose a union of Catholic Bavaria and Catholic Austria, prefer to draw Austria into a bloc with Czechoslovakia and Poland. West Germans - Rhinelanders, Saarlanders, Westphalians of the Ruhr Valley - might clamor to be made independent, too. (At the end of World War I there was a brief Rhineland republic.) Bismarck's unifying labors in the 19th Century and recent Nazi pressure to eradicate old boundaries within the Reich may have gone so far that all dismemberment now would fail...
...director of cinema thrillers. At a large stag dinner party, when his turn came to enrich the traditional ambience of brandy & cigars with an off-color story, he murmured diffidently: "I have a story, but I'd best not tell it because it's rather long." The clamor for it was insistent. Then for three-quarters of an hour Hitch held a dozen grown men breathless, waiting for the double-entendre, while he told the story of Cinderella -straight...
...grass-root William Allen White's Emporia Gazette stated in plain singletalk, the question whether they can "believe the reports and statements of our leaders ... in this war." The people did not shout for General Patton's scalp. There were editorial shouts and much dinner-table clamor-and humorists in the Army's monstrous Pentagon Building in Washington sang: "Pistol Packing Patton Laid that Private Down." But PM's honest editor John P. Lewis admitted that his mail was running almost 5-to-1 against the paper's high-blood-pressure cry for a court...