Word: croakings
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...than the dangerous. The comical-looking tree porcupine, annoyed to find that he is standing on his tail, gravely tips himself over by pulling it out from underneath. Miniature anteaters cry when caught, curl up pathetically with face in paws, uncurl suddenly and nab your arm. Pea-size frogs croak like bullfrogs. One beetle is equipped with amber landing light. A bird sings sophisticated Gershwin melodies. Quanks, opossums, howler monkeys, capybara, sloths, tamarins, uropygi come in all sizes and shapes, display remarkably varied habits...
Novelist Blake likes stormy scenes. Cimactic chorus at a family fight: "One mezzo, one dramatic soprano, one lyric soprano, one croak (stork), one croak (raven), one tenor, one baritone, two basses, one refrain-money." Even the paintings in an art gallery quarrel. But the storm clouds lift often enough to reveal a memorable series of landscapes-Langue-doc's fertile vineyards, the endless suburbs of Paris, Arles in its lingering Roman splendor...
...currently New Dealish Supreme Court to reverse the "brutal doctrine of Chattanooga"-the opinion of a three-judge Federal Court this year that since TVA power sales are legal, utilities have no legal relief even from ruinous TVA competition. Last week from the death-house came a highly articulate croak...
Like frogs in spring, last week, no sooner had Representative Emanuel Celler been given a chance to croak for his Government Broadcasting Bill (TIME, May 16) than the whole Congressional swamp sang out for radio legislation. As soon as Chairman Carl Vinson of the House Naval Affairs Committee announced War, Navy and Interior Department endorsement for the Celler Bill, indicated that plans for a Government station to combat Fascist propaganda in South America had White House backing, Senate Foreign Relations Committee Chairman Key Pittman and Senator William E. Borah added their endorsements...
...trouble all started when Grandma died. It hurt me so for Grandpa not to see her. I remember well (though I was only a little tyke at the time) his last words as he left. "I hope you croak," he cooed broken-heartedly, "and I hope it's me as does it." And then for all these years he's never come back. And Grandma lay there on the bed, snarling so patiently, biting me, biting the doctor, even biting the bedposts for practice. I did so want for Grandpa to come home...