Word: frenchwoman
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...married a Frenchwoman and spends most of his time abroad. Invariably he goes about without a hat, and often in kilts...
...Brandy drinking Frenchwoman"-"the dissipated Frenchmen" vs. "the clean living American." You are brazen. Suzanne has a sharp tongue and personally I do not like her ways. However her whole career was at stake in meeting Helen−small wonder that the temperamental Frenchwoman required a stimulant for her nerves. I am convinced that the French stars could not have reached their heights had they dissipated nor be more at home at a cafe table. If so, our examples of fine American manhood are not so clever, for the French beat them with a great handicap...
Your slur at Mlle. Lenglen as a "brandy-drinking Frenchwoman" with a "purple face peering like a ribald Nero" is vulgarly offensive***, just as your libelous reference to Lacoste as a dissipated Frenchman" whose "face showed all too clearly his partiality for the vices that infect his country." We have known the French players for years and there is nothing to justify these insults. They are the cleanest of sportsmen and clearly outplayed our best experts in the recent matches at the Seventh Regiment Armory...
...tennis champion. Circumstances make it necessary for her to turn professional. She has English suitors. She becomes involved with an Argentine. She gambles at Monte Carlo. Her love affairs are complicated by a code of honor more British than Gallic, and solved by tactics allegedly American?but what shrewd Frenchwoman is ignorant of these? Some of the tennis scenes are a bit stodgy and childish, coming from a temperamental cosmopolite, but a big trente-et-quarante act redeems them. In fine, there is a thick sprinkling of evidence that within a certain bright bandeau is a head whose clarity...
Though one brandy-drinking Frenchwoman might be able to beat, after a gallant defense, an American champion, U. S. tennis-followers smiled softly over their lemonades, ginger ales and ice waters when they thought of the debacle that awaited the colors of France in the national indoor tournament about to be played in the Seventh Regiment Armory, Manhattan. Leaping Jean Borotra, heavy-lidded Réné LaCoste, and brisk Jaques Brugnon, nicknamed by an unoriginal pressman "The Three Musketeers," would face, if they came through the early rounds, William T. Tilden, Vincent Richards and Francis T. Hunter. Optimism could...