Word: gentlemanly
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...generated so much bile over F.D.R., the New Deal, organized labor, and U.S. internationalism that even fellow Republicans were uneasy in his terrible-tongued presence, and Massachusetts' Democrat John McCormack was once moved to remark: ''I hold all my colleagues in highest esteem. I hold the gentleman from Michigan in my minimum-highest esteem...
...then-champion had climbed into the ring together. "Jack is one of the real heroes in my life," the oilman gushed. "We went two rounds together in Saratoga in 1923, and he convinced me I would never make a boxer. He knew just how much I could take." Countered Gentleman Jack: "On the contrary, Paul, I didn't pull my punches at all." With that, the two old hams squared off once again for the photographers...
...correctly derisive, his work commits the error of assuming that Christ actually existed. Bezdomny's editor, Berlioz, is straightening out his tame poet on his shaky ideology when the Devil arrives to straighten them both out. Beautifully dressed, learned and well-spoken (the Prince of Darkness being a gentleman), Satan is amused by their respectable atheism. To teach them a lesson about his powers-and about the reality of the supernatural-he turns soothsayer and predicts that the editor will be beheaded by a woman. The Devil saunters off, accompanied by a scarecrow figure in checked trousers...
...stand at a distance too great to allow any final judgment on Mumler and his contemporaries; nor can we even find to reproduce that gentleman's most striking pictures (including one of the dead Abe Lincoln standing behind Mary Todd, who had arrived at Mumler's studio heavily veiled, announcing herself as "Mrs. Liddall"). Further, in trying to penetrate the muddle of spirit photography, we encounter an obvious problem: even assuming that one practitioner may have a legitimate supernormal gift, for that one, ten fraudulent imitators can be expected to spring up and confuse the issue a little further. This...
...Yondah, massah," Hark said. He pointed to the shed several yards away, directly at the side of the shop, where the cider barrels lay in a moist and dusty rank in the shadows past the open door. "Red bar'l, massah. Dat's de bar'l fo' a gentleman, massah." When the desire to play the obsequious coon came over him, Hark's voice became so plump and sweet that it was downright unctuous. "Marse Joe, he save dat bar'l for de fines' gentlemens...