Word: doubt
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...guilty." Judge Bryant jerked upright, a grey forelock falling over his wide, incredulous eyes. From the courtroom rose a shrill burst of female cheers. The judge banged his gavel, got quiet. Turning to the jury, he cried in a voice sharp with scorn: "You have labored long, and no doubt have given careful consideration to this case. Before I discharge you I will have to say that your verdict is such that shakes the confidence of law-abiding people in integrity and truth...
...Congress, seething with hate of Adolf Hitler, elected as its Honorary Chairman the onetime German Presidential candidate Comrade Ernst Thalmann, whom Der Fuhrer has locked up in a Nazi jail. The keynote speech, symptomatic of World Communism's present mood of doubt and frustration, was made by one Herr Wilhelm Pieck, introduced as the Leader of the German Communist Party which has been so harried that today it scarcely exists. Said Comrade Pieck...
...last week convinced himself that to President Roosevelt court curses on the New Deal are really blessings in disguise. Chief clues were the President's outburst after the Supreme Court's NRA decision, his letter three weeks ago urging passage of the Guffey Bill despite "doubt as to [its] constitutionality, however reasonable." From these, political detectives surmised that the President expects the Supreme Court, on the eve of next year's election, to throw out almost his whole program, whereupon he will go to the country declaring in effect...
...doubt it was suicide," said the police officer who found Ray Long in his Beverly Hills bedroom last week, dead in his pajamas, a hole in the roof of his mouth, a small-bore rifle nearby...
Slowly, with terrible doubt and distress, Mrs. Fury awakened to a realization of Peter's worthlessness and irresponsibility. He had never wanted to be a priest. He had only studied out of fear of her. Old Dennis Fury said, "After all, he's only a boy," but Mrs. Fury could not forgive him, or stop loving and hating him. She sat up all night, staring vacantly at the shabby rooms, while her husband hovered nearby, helpless, pitying, irritated. In the depths of her anguish she tried to find release in work, scrubbed the crumbling house from...