Word: ears
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...long-legged man with a slight paunch climbed into his 1948 Plymouth sedan in Washington last week, settled his Panama on his head and headed for Cleveland. The back of his car was piled with suitcases and a filing cabinet full of material for speeches. Sunday afternoon, with an ear-to-ear grin wreathing his spectacled face, he drove into Cleveland's southeast end and walked into the Cloverleaf Café. "Hey boys," said someone, "here's Senator Taft...
...gentleman's appearance" by Felix West, of Trumper's, London, who also cuts the hair of Grandfather King George. Burbled Barber West: "He sat up like a little man while I went at it with the scissors. Didn't even squirm. Laughed when I tickled his ear with a comb...
...Broadway to switch from being a Lonely Hearts clinic to a variety show, spiced with Fadiman's pontifical urbanity, Burrows' gags, and the astringent flavoring of Kaufman's strong dislikes (nightclubs, classical music, opera). The panel still listened to problems, but with more than half an ear for contrived comedy. (A soprano complains that her father won't let her go to Dallas without a chaperone. Fadiman: "Doesn't your father trust you?" Soprano:. "Yes, but he doesn't trust anyone else...
Nevertheless, A Rage to Live is peppered with evidences of O'Hara's technical writing skill. He still has an ear for dialogue that makes his characters' conversation as credible as if it were overheard, whether they are talking in a brothel or planning a dinner at home. His gallery is extensive (housewives, doctors, politicians, businessmen, lovers, prostitutes) and the people seem as true and alive as if the reader had just met them. But Novelist O'Hara seems satisfied with only a casual-meeting knowledge of his people. Reading A Rage to Live is almost...
...late summer days the Book-of-the-Month Club has chosen this breezy tale about a seven-year-old ragamuffin who wandered into Queen Victoria's dining room one evening, and thereby briefly set the Empire on its ear. Since it appears that something like this did happen once upon a time, Author Bonnet's job in The Mudlark was to fluff up the fact into a light historical novel. This, with the help of a lot of imaginary speeches and caperings by the Queen, William Gladstone and Benjamin Disraeli, he has done well enough...