Word: clamoring
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...tawdry yellow lamps. There are a thousand trees, and each tree has a thousand thousand leaves, and each leaf falls to the ground where there are million grains of earth. In the calm of night, thought flows effortlessly like a great river, and embraces the whole world. The clamor and confusion of day are swept from the brain and a single eye comprehends the essence of all things. The imagination plays in a jewel-box ideas...
...precarious hush of the truce between Japan and the Nanking Government (TIME, June 5), a small, discordant clamor was heard last week far to the north in Chahar Province. It was the private war of "Christian General" Feng Yuhsiang, ostensibly to drive the Japanese single-handed out of China's "lost provinces...
Though the die-hard clamor against Russian recognition has largely died down since March 4, the public mind is still foggy with uncertainties as to just what that step would mean for the U. S. economically and politically. A new market for U. S. goods would open-but how & why and when and where? In an effort to answer such questions for the puzzled businessman there came into being in Philadelphia last week a new investigating agency sponsored by the American Foundation. It was called the Committee on Russian-American Relations and its membership included such potent figures as Morgan...
...eight weeks inventories will be at a maximum. If production hits the 1929 level 12,000,000 will still be unemployed. The country is being fed hooey." To another assemblage Howard Scott the Technocrat glided and, despite objections, mounted its platform. A hotel detective came running to stop the clamor. Howard Scott the Technocrat left. Then, rapidly, General Westervelt was obliged to go to Washington on Government business. Clarence Darrow was "tickled to death" to avoid the Technocrat banquet. Eventually the only ones ready to eat were Howard Scott the Technocrat and his loyal men. But they would...
Ella Virginia von Echtzel Wendel was hardly in her grave before heirs far from apparent began to clamor for a slice of the fortune which old John Gottlieb Wendel had founded in the fur trade and then grounded in Manhattan. Whole European villages claimed Wendel blood. From Brooklyn came a dull-witted housepainter who, as the self-styled son of the last male Wendel, laid siege to the whole estate, was sentenced to jail for conspiracy. One by one Surrogate Foley eliminated 2.,294 claims. After eleven months of spectacular hearings four fifth-degree relatives settled...