Word: curly
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Hearstling Columnist Westbrook Pegler carefully put tongue in cheek for a Cosmopolitan magazine article on his fan mail, entitled Dear Sir-You Cur!: "I was surprised to learn that my correspondents were friendly in overwhelming majority . . ." he wrote. "The dissenters, being obviously in error, are more to be pitied than scorned. They dodge the issues; they are ignorant victims of propaganda, and their personal comments are intemperate and vulgar by contrast with the fine taste and faultless morality of my devotees...
...York Herald Tribune suggested that the best way to pronounce Queuille was as a Southern colonel would say the last two syllables of "you cur, you" (yuh cuh yuh). The Tribune found, however, that some Americans called him Kelly...
...thought the 1948 Olympic games would be the last. It was not simply the old sneering gossip about which amateur got paid how much, or the sometimes unequal struggle between sportsmanship and competitive spirit, intensified by national rivalries. There was a deeper and grimmer game afoot: for some "iron cur tain" countries, like Rumania and Yugoslavia, competition had become almost a matter of life & death; some athletes were nervous about going back home if they didn't perform up to snuff. Soviet Russia sent no competitors, only a vigilante squad of ten observers...
Favored with a cool evening and a novel blue sky, the Glee Club ducked out from Sever 11 last night to line Widener's steps for the first of its two Yard Concerts. Taking their cur from the 7 o'clock chapel bell, the songsters led off with the Harvard Hymn, strayed from there through Virgil Thomson and Handel, and then chorused home with a brace of football songs, abetted--if not too precisely-- by the audience...
...18th Century death seemed "selfconscious . . . with . . . eyes less on God than on the bystanders." When the priest rose to leave Mme. Pompadour's bedside, she stopped him. "One moment, M. le Curé," she said, "and we will depart together." Cracked Voltaire, when a lamp flared in his death chamber: "The flames? Already...