Word: genteel
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Shining Hour (by Keith Winter; Max Gordon, producer). The first act of The Shining Hour is devoted to limning the Linden family, genteel Yorkshire farmers. The Lindens are excited by foxes, foals, jigsaw puzzles. They live in such smothering juxtaposition that any disturbance is likely to upset the whole family...
...Henry Wetter Jr. breathed easier when they reached Grand Central Station and found no policemen waiting for them. They went to a cheap Times Square hotel, the Bradley House, registered as "Norman Thompson" and "John Adams." Next day, clad in sweaters so they would not look too genteel, they traveled up & down the Hudson River waterfront as cocky and tough as could be. They walked what seemed like 30 miles but people did not seem to want cabin boys any more. Most of the sea captains chuckled roughly, told them to run along home. Nearest they came to getting jobs...
...sectionalists, Bret Harte, Mark Twain, Eggleston and Cable, did not comprehend the whole. The fugitives, Sarah, Orne Jewett, Henry James, Emily Dickinson, sought sanctuary in trifling worlds of their own. William Dean Howells sounded the right note, but was too limited in experience and ability to be successful. The genteel writers of the nineties merely catered to bourgeois prejudices. Then came the years of hope, the years of progressivism and the muckrakers; but journalism was not literature, and recognition of evils was no substitute for recognition of fundamental problems...
...rabble. In its blissful if irritating myopia, youth can scarcely appreciate the ripe sagacity which directs the composition of news and editorials in the great world. But here the adolescent is appealed to in familiar terms. Only the purposeful blind can fail to detect in this piece that genteel sense of humor, that same mellow perspective which graced the manipulation of Captain Armstrong's publicity...
...pleasant English countryside near Reading. Before he was out of his doggy teens he had tasted the pleasures of love and was a father. Then his owner, Miss Mitford, gave him to her invalid friend, Elizabeth Barrett. In his new mistress's home, on London's genteel Wimpole Street, Flush passed into polite and celibate seclusion. Though not by nature a lapdog, Flush sacrificed his roaming instincts and became a devoted stay-at-home, never stirring from Miss Barrett's room except on her rare excursions to take the air in fine weather. By the time brisk...