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...melody is bellowed from a stage or smothered in a big production number. Every song is tossed off, impromptu style, by whatever talent happens to be standing around at cue time. Even Constance Bennett, who presumably never took a singing lesson in her life, has a fling...
...right through. . . . How can you think you have any offensive when you are reeling back with two Panzer armies at your throat? . . . Montgomery made a plan, carried it through and the battle was won. There is no getting away from that. Happily, there is no need for us to fling any mud back. The Americans were magnificent. . . . Monty says without qualification that the battle of the Ardennes was won primarily by the staunch fighting qualities of the American soldier...
Publishing houses, like men, can have "dangerous years." Manhattan's Prentice-Hall, Inc., staid publisher of textbooks, was behaving last week like a middleaged family man on a fling. Its light-o'-love: Duchess Hotspur,† a bedroomy historical novel. Less than a fortnight after publication it had sold 70,000 copies...
Pennsylvania born Professor McIlwain graduated from the College of New Jersey, an institution which has since degenerated into Princeton University. After a brief fling at law, a career which he found less interesting than the study of legal theory, he re-entered the academic world, first as a prep-school Latin instructor and track coach, then as a history professor at Miami (Ohio), Princeton, and Bowdoin. He came to Harvard in 1911 and in 1926 he received the Eaton Professorship...
...world, went nibble, nibble, nibble." When Laura timidly mentioned religion to Henry, he chuckled: "Really, Laura. To think your little mind has been chugging away!" Then Laura confided in dashing, suntanned Barry, who said: "What you need is some good lively sex with a real man who'll fling you around the room. . . ." Said Laura: "There must be another way out." "Of course," said Barry crossly, "you might try collecting stamps. . . ." So Laura began a half-hearted affair with Barry, who flung her around the room, but looked "as if [his] head were screwed on like an Easter rabbit...