Word: crushes
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Broadway Nights. A cabaret piano-pounder (Sam Hardy) teaches his pretty wife (Lois Wilson) the steps and tunes that lead to the top of the song-and-dance heap. Unfortunately, he permits rolling dice to crush his moral fibre, so she leaves him and starts to ascend alone. Abjuring all her rich admirers in the moment of glittering triumph, she returns to her husband, who promises never to do it again. The film was made in Manhattan, enriched with authentic local color from the footlight district, blessed with an intelligent scenario...
...sweat, fight and struggle to harvest the pebbles of these arid orchards. Author Millin knows about the golddiggers too, their labor unions, Johannesburg where the great companies have their offices and where, when the city is hushed at night, ftiere is still audible the pounding of battery stamps that crush the ore for gold...
...Moscow studies a young student who is the son of the Chinese Nationalist Dictator Chiang Kaishek. When young Chiang heard last week how his father had taken steps to crush out Communism in China (see above) he wrote to a Moscow newspaper...
Proceeding to Dunedin, New Zealand, the Duke was greeted amid a frenzy of enthusiasm so great that 107 persons, mostly children, fainted in the crush. Concerned, H. R. H. went personally to a first aid station where doctors were working over the unconscious patriots and did not leave until all there had recovered...
...indecent proposal: "Let's combine, juggle the stock, and sell out! Easy money!" Young Rowntree refrains from smashing Mr. Lockhart's face, stalks out of the room. But Lockhart forms the Consolidated (eleven big companies), gets himself elected president, starts a series of dastardy plots to "crush that young damn fool." ("Then, by God, I'll crush him to a pulp!" And Lockhart doubled his knuckled fists into two tight palsied knots.) But Rowntree is never crushed. At two o'clock one morning, pacing his father's library, he clutches at a musty volume...