Word: comee
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...hope and pray that America will not come into the war: that it will not be necessary for her actively and under arms, to help the cause of democracy. You will, by remaining a great and friendly neutral do more to preserve the spirit of democracy, and do more to help the world to mend itself after the present trouble is over, if you yourselves remain untainted by the febrile emergencies of war making...
Congressman Jerry Voorhis of San Dimas, Calif., a little Leftist, was placed on the Dies committee last February to counterbalance its Red-hunting chairman. Jerry Voorhis soon was more appalled by his new view of U. S. Communists and Nazis than by the antics of Martin Dies. Having come to check and scoff, the new member remained to respect the work if not the chairman of the committee. But last week Mr. Voorhis suddenly drew back, cried: "I can't vote for that...
...rather "sordid procedure," President Roosevelt called the committee's action. Well aware that millions of U. S. citizens applaud what he is doing, dreaming of political rewards to come, Martin Dies in reply warned the President he had better mend his talk. Cried the chairman (by radio) : "There is nothing new about this latest attack by the Administration . . . except the occasion which prompted it. ... The time has come when the country and those in control of the Government should determine whether or not we shall be ... constantly handicapped, embarrassed and thwarted by Washington officialdom...
...German press considered the speech a masterpiece. Deeds, no longer words, would be the order. The Essen National Zeitung gloated: "The moment has come in which the war desired by England must rain down in full force upon the British Isles themselves." But early this week precipitation...
...procured a seat directly behind him. Instantly the little man produced a decrepit volume of Shakespeare's works and began to fondle the pages with fanatic tenderness. In his infrequent moments of coherence, Vag could distinguish such things as "Take you me for a sponge, my lord?" and "O, come away! My soul is full of discord and dismay." All during the lecture he nodded and frowned and bowed and articulated to himself. When the instructor read a particularly stirring passage, the little man would shut his book, lean back in his chair, and with eyes closed, would sway from...