Word: coye
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...Technicolor, this friendly piece of grave robbery substitutes drawling charm for the rawboned, murderous innocence of the frontier. A pretty Indian girl (Linda Darnell) teaches Bill Cody how to write a presentable letter to his pretty Eastern bride-to-be (Maureen O'Hara). Likewise prettily, in a coy ritual with a blanket, they plight their troth. When Bill and his wife break up there is no hint of the fact that he was quite a bronco buster with the ladies, nor does he follow history by accusing his wife of trying to poison him. Notably absent from the picture...
Though Carter men were coy, oil-wise Oklahomans were sure that the Cottingham was a "commercial" well, i.e., could produce enough oil to recoup lifting costs and then some, though not necessarily enough to pay off the $200,000-plus drilling costs. And Oklahoma's Ickes-feuding Senator Edward H. Moore, home to help out fellow Republicans in this week's Congressional election, was quick to say the Cottingham showed what "American free enterprise" could do, without any newfangled Government pipelines in far-off Arabia...
...politicos got a shock: Tom Dewey, a cool politician, appeared to have outsmarted himself. He had played coy a little too long. Six months ago, he was first told of plans to enter a slate of Dewey-pledged delegates in Wisconsin's Presidential primary. Last week, before Wendell Willkie announced that he would stump the state in person, the New York Governor could have withdrawn his name and maintained intact his pose of aloofness to party leadership. But the Dewey delegates, though forewarned of his intentions, had filed their entries last week before Dewey released the news that...
...SmallTown Girl." Except when it is the most effective way to get things done, Anna Rosenberg is never coy. Dynamic small (5 ft. 3 in., 115 lb.), dark and 43, she has always stayed away from Washington jobs - except at the weekly visit-to-the-President level. She is reluctant to go to Washington because: 1) "I work best in the field. . . . I'm just a small-town girl"; 2) "I still think the war is nowhere near over"; 3) her husband Julius, a well-known rug dealer, and all her roots are firmly embedded in Manhattan concrete...
With the feeling that somewhere among you there must be ine who has yet to hear of our trip to Montreal, the highlights of the aforementioned will now be reviewed in a finale befitting its grandeur, finally she declared, with some emphasizing that if we wanted to be coy it was all right with her and she would save us both time by directing herself and party to our room...