Word: elbow
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...convention squabbles in Chicago. Before 9 a. m. a hurried call for news correspondents went out from the White House. At that early hour only a dozen second-string newshawks were rounded up.* They found the President standing behind his office desk, Secretary of State Stimson at his elbow. In a low, clipped voice the President began to read from a paper in his hand. The newsmen flipped out pencils and pads to jot down his words. He stopped reading to order: "Put away the pads. The proposal has been typed out for you." The "proposal" was a world-sized...
...mock trial to raise funds for King Edward's Hospital Fund, Lord Riddell, newspaper proprietor, in a white top hat, with a bottle of port at his elbow, sat in judgment upon Actresses Gladys Cooper, Viola Tree, Lilian Braithwaite and Elizabeth Pollock, whom Author John Drinkwater, as prosecutor, sought to convict of "practicing undue domesticity and so neglecting their...
...flat impenetrable tangle on the ring floor. Shikat's idea was to evade Lewis's famed headlock, and to tire him with leg holds. Lewis got one headlock, then another, but Shikat broke them both. Presently, he took to cuffing at Lewis's jaw with his elbow. After an hour and six minutes of grunting and thumping, both had reached the crisis of exhaustion in which serious wrestling matches almost always end. Shikat seized Lewis by his fat middle, tried to whirl him over his head in an airplane spin. This was what Lewis had been arduously...
...dismayed last week when the company was granted a three-month moratorium. But they chuckled at an example of Ivar Kreuger's shrewdness which auditors stumbled upon in his private office. On the desk was a concealed button which could be pressed by "accidentally" moving a book with his elbow. It caused a dummy telephone to ring. Herr Kreuger could then ask his visitor to leave or could impress him with imaginary conversations with great bankers and statesmen...
Miss Segal and Mr. Purcell have attempted a thankless task. They have fought a good fight; they have taken lines that long ago heard the final count and made them get up on one elbow. But it is no use. No modern audience can be expected to laugh at repartee like this: "I should fall and break my neck." "That's immaterial to me. "Yes, but not to me." No audience wants to watch Miss Purcell being kittenish when the Chocolate Soldier invades her bedroom, agreeable as Miss Purcell certainly is, or wants to hear her beat her chest...