Word: drawling
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...speech pleasantly colored by a tinge of Southern drawl, Harvard's contribution to the profession of Pierrot is Dan M. Pearce '42, of Dunster House and Ripley, Tennessee, whose life has revolved in and around show business for just about as long as he can remember...
McConnell is a businessman and talks businessman's language in a quiet, persuasive drawl. He was born 52 years ago on a Colorado ranch, rode the range as a boy, became a mining engineer. Later he became a partner in a New York Stock Exchange firm, organized and managed Mayflower Associates, Inc., one of the most successful investment trusts ever operated in the U.S. Now retired, he lives on a 600-acre farm in fashionable, horsey Middleburg, Va. Commuting the 43 miles to his Washington office, he drives 40 miles an hour. Says he: "What kind...
...chunky, earthy portrayal of actual conditions on Georgia tenant farms by a writer whose pen had the realistic flair of Rembrandt's paintbrush. Adapted for the stage in 1933 "Tobacco Road" broke all records for longevity and attendance. Its dialogue was delivered not only with Georgia drawl but also with Georgia poor-white, obscene explicitness. The pathetic humor of the play prodded the social conscience as well as the funny-bone. After seven years of audience accolades, reviewers, who once had passed it off as a pornographic potpourri, cautiously re-appraised it as "deservedly popular." "Tobacco Road," the most famous...
Jack is something of a magnificent guy. I don't mean personally, because I've never met him. However, like many other jazz amateurs, I've always been tremendously impressed by the big fellow who stands out in front of his band, virtually crying the blues in a Texas drawl which is at once lazy, yet strong and deep, coming out of his guts, if you will. That's the way he sings, and that's the way he plays trombone. You'll notice it particularly if you're dancing, not paying a great deal of attention to the music...
Fortnight ago, the long fight ended in fireworks on the House floor. Gentle Bob Ramspeck, victory in sight, got tough. He took the floor for 18 explosive minutes, with his Georgia drawl grown corrosive, laid about him with two years' pent-up wrath. When he was through, spoilsmen's bodies were figuratively heaped around him. In a daze the House passed the bill, 206-to-139. With Mr. Ramspeck to the White House last week must have marched the ghosts of all the Presidents who have been harassed to desperation by appointments; President James A. Garfield, slain...