Word: dears
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...inferior fleet would be destroyed. "In the democratic plan to defeat Japan in the Pacific," says Kiralfy, "wishful thinking, if it can be called thinking, reached its zenith. . . . After a general survey it was recognized that Japan was almost totally dependent upon imports and exports. Accordingly the blockade so dear to democratic hearts was set down as the controlling weapon for a war in the Pacific. ... As time went on and the blockade grew tighter, the Nipponese navy would be forced to come out and fight to relieve the terrific pressure. Then, of course, it would be destroyed...
...Convent of the Holy Child Jesus where, it was hoped, the sisters might teach her manners. They also taught her "a very smooth game of pool." One of the Convent's buildings, the former residence of Financier Thomas Fortune Ryan, had contained a pool table which "the dear Sisters had seen no reason for removing." Says Author Chase: "It was a pretty sight to see Mother Mary Agnes, who shot a mean ball, leaning backward over the table, her veil slightly askew, while with her cue tucked under her arm she aimed swift and true for the corner pocket...
...fairly good library out of a library that hadn't a book in it." Lincoln's "I laugh because I must not cry-that's all, that's all" is overlooked; so are such famed phrases as "Damned clever, these Chinese" and "Elementary, my dear Watson"; so are such slogans as "Next to myself I like BVD best" and "War to end war," which are deeply impacted in U.S. folk speech. Also omitted, most inconveniently, is an index of authors...
...Droit, respected French-speaking Ottawa daily (circ.: 19,000), was fined $200 for a column generally ascribed to Editor Charles Gautier denouncing Britain's "murderous raids" on "our dear France." (P.S.: Editor Gautier lost...
...Dear old Tom! We got to be great friends afterward. We smashed a bookcase. I found myself inside it with Tom on top of me, and then it went over. It should have killed us. ... At the end I got a good shoulder lock on Tom, and I bent him back . . . until I heard him groan. . . . Then I had sense enough...