Word: frowns
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Benson. "I don't know who he represents," said Symington, "but I know who he does not represent-the farmers." But it was not what Symington said that impressed the citizens of Abbeville. What impressed them was Stuart Symington himself. Standing straight and tall on the platform, a frown of earnestness stamped on his strong-jawed, ruggedly handsome face, the lingering trace of boyishness nicely balanced by the thick silver streaks in his hair, he looked every inch a potential President. Anybody conditioned by the movies could plainly see that here was one of the Good Guys, brimful...
There are other reasons for the Administration to frown upon the Student Council's recent suggestion to extend Friday parietals to 10 p.m. and to eliminate the privilege of feminine company on some weekday afternoons. Elliott Perkins says that "horsetrading" parietal hours is "nonsense," which should convince all but the most bullheaded. And, as Dean Watson points out, "Faculty members simply don't like to be bothered" with parietal changes...
...Burr, 42, gives Erie Stanley Gardner s invincible legal Eye Perry Mason, the first TV face he has had since the reports of his cases started spraying from the presses (62 books in 26 years) Sad-eyed, spade-jowled Actor Burr fits Mason to the last wrinkle of his frown-tor the simple reason that Author Gardner never yet has got around to describing his hero. A so-so player for ten years in Hollywood, Burr closed in on Mason with the tenacity of a man who has landed the big role at last. He studied courtroom procedure, lectured...
...Edtorial Board demands only that its aspirants be versatile, articulate and opinionated. From its columns you can subtly manipulate the opinions of the paper's 10,000 readers. Your slightest frown will make theatres close, statesmen tumble, and deans resign...
...smaller tool, the sculptor pares the head into an elongated, rectangular appendage, no larger than his thumbnail, perhaps one-twentieth the size of the body instead of nature's less than one-seventh. He pushes his own head backward and thrusts the piece forward, studying it with a frown. Then he pokes two tiny indentations to make the eyes. One or more such small maquettes, produced between breakfast and a 1 o'clock lunch, may prove the seed for another of the large reclining women or mother figures to which the mind of Henry Moore returns and returns...