Word: fats
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 1930-1939
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...Welsh castle at Amroth. he gives stag parties for the great at his farm at East Garston in Berkshire, in rebuilding which he hired only local people, becoming the village's chief support and eventually Master of Foxhounds of its swank Craven Hunt and president of the Hungerford Fat Stock Show. In neither of these squirely retreats did he discuss his third life as a concession-wangler among Eastern potentates whose Oriental courage and vanity genuinely attract him and whom he, like the late great T. E. Lawrence, genuinely impresses...
...would never check her vulgarity, wince at her noisy voice, complain of her garish clothes, for he would never notice these defects. To him she was perfect; they were as easy in each other's company as the seaman after a long voyage was easy with the fat doxy waiting for him in the Wapping ale-house...
...three years old when I did that thing," said he. "Yes, I was lying on my little fat stomach on the carpet of mother's parlor when I painted the damned picture. It was with my first box of water colors. It was funny as hell...
Armed with a fat $750,000 appropriation, the Communications Commission set out to find the answers. During the past year it had more than 250 accountants, lawyers and engineers in the field, ransacking files, reading letters, photostating documents, copying reports, questioning telephone officials. Commissioner Paul A. Walker, who is personally directing the investigation, accused A. T. & T. of lack of cooperation. President Walter Sherman Gifford said he was giving all the assistance he could, maintained, as he has from the start, that A. T. & T. had no skeletons to hide...
...most delightful pose, perhaps, is the naively coy. When she threatens her lever, for example, with marrying the big, fat Italian baker who sells her his wares for a pat on the cheek, he very understandably insists that she come along with him to the Dolomites. But she can shake with active fury, as when she finds a letter that her lover-now husband-thought he had destroyed. The pathetic death of her child is largely the product of a deft, gentle touch in the writing. But it would never to so simply affecting if it were...