Word: dogged
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...strongest personal force in the Chamber of Deputies, thrusting for ratification of a military pact of mutual assistance between Russia and France. In fact Socialist Blum was so much in the hair of Premier Albert Sarraut that the Paris topical weekly Aux Ecoutes cartooned the Premier as a dog covered with fleas, each flea having the face of Léon Blum (see cut, p. 19). Exclaimed Aux Ecoutes, accurately reflecting the dilemma in which French politicians found themselves last week: "Abominable though the Soviet regime is-so abominable that only the Hitler regime appears equally abominable-we think...
...Dirty Dog." Nineteen months old was the still unratified Franco-Soviet Pact last week, but its every aspect became freshly vivid in one of the Chamber of Deputies' stormiest fortnights of debate before the issue narrowed to a vote...
After the quail-shooting season closes and before spring plowing begins, people in the South who really know and care about bird dogs turn their attention to the field trials, the series of winter tournaments culminating with the National Championship at Grand Junction, Tenn. There, last week, over the broad acres of Hobart Ames's plantation, the biggest galleries in years plodded after a field of 23 pointers and two setters, run in pairs for heats of three hours each. Weeks of cold and snow had made birds so scarce that, despite ideal weather, for the first time...
...Saturday afternoon crowd was pulling for a Memphis dog called Hugh White, but he found only one covey and one rabbit. That left only one dog to run, Wicomico. Waiting around the drug store and hotel in tiny Grand Junction, experts figured that here was a make or break situation. A brilliant heat by Wicomico would win. Otherwise, two or more top dogs would be called back to try again. For once, the wise bird dog fanciers of Grand Junction were wrong. Wicomico's heat was not good enough to win. Instead of calling for a runoff, the judges...
Marc adores her like a dog; he is sensitive, goodhearted, naive. Before long Isabelle finds herself becoming very fond of him. But the crowd that buzzes around him, dedicated to "wealth, unchastity, and disobedience to all standards," she finds increasingly hard to bear. Marc has one vice, gambling. One bad evening at Le Touquet he gets drunk, starts to play. Because it is the only way to stop him Isabelle makes a ghastly scene which costs her a miscarriage. After a weary convalescence she decides to leave Marc and marry a young painter who is just her sort...