Word: fitfully
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Pride of Collector Charbneau's midget world is a wiliwili seed inside which fit 33 carved ivory elephants obtained from the Mayor of Bombay. There used to be 36 elephants but once, while Mr. Charbneau was showing them to Samaeka Pasha, president of the Coptic Museum of Cairo, all of them fell on the soft carpet. Though Samaeka Pasha, his wife and Collector Charbneau searched diligently, even using Mr. Charbneau's 2-in. Hoover vacuum cleaner, the three missing elephants were never recovered...
...Vienna childbirth which an eminent surgeon last week feared might put him in jail began when the woman, her features twitching, yelped and fell into an eclamptic fit. Her whole body became rigid. She clenched her teeth, stopped breathing. Her face turned dusky red. For more than a minute she lay like that. Then, after a few minutes of spasmodic limb-yanking and body-jerking, she relaxed into a deathly coma...
Railroadman Harahan had been too long in the business to retire in a fit of pique. Once messenger and clerk on the Louisville & Nashville, he became general manager of Illinois Central in 1904. From there he went to Erie as assistant to the president, later to Seaboard Air Line which he headed for six years and, finally, to C. & O. as president. When the Van Sweringens invited him to stay on as senior vice president under Mr. Bernet he swallowed his pride and accepted...
About the same age as the huntsmen is observant Varian Fry (Harvard '30), recently chosen to become editor of the Living Age and now in Europe on a "study tour" to fit him for the job and get him a Ph.D. from Columbia. Reported Living Age's Fry: "I saw one man brutally kicked and spat on as he lay on the side walk, a woman was bleeding, a dirty tear-stained face, a man whose head was covered with blood, hysterical women crying, men losing their temper at the police or the Storm Troopers being kicked...
...that . . . ?" The stories also had one central theme: Franklin Roosevelt was on the verge of a collapse, physical, mental or both. He had, according to the tales roaring through the country in whispers, grown mentally irresponsible. Hadn't you heard that during a Press conference he had a fit of laughter, had to be hurriedly wheeled out of the room? Why, his intimates were taking the greatest care not to have him make a spectacle of himself on public occasions. And when he heard the Supreme Court's NRA verdict, he was supposed to have succumbed...