Word: grimness
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...touch it and make a wish. Liquor, ladies and lullabies come romping in. The only difficulty was that Raphael got only so many wishes to the inch. Each wish shrunk the skin. When it reached the size of his palm he was to be introduced socially to the Grim Reaper. Before that occurred he got religion and went back to his red-lipped maiden of earlier, poorer days...
...HARDIN & SON-Brand Whitlock-Appleton ($2.00). Our former Ambassador to Belgium revisits an Ohio Main Street. His findings are not precisely Sinclair Lewis's, but neither are they those of the local Kiwanis. J. Hardin, grim, Puritanical buggy manufacturer, could not sympathize with his son, Paul's timid reaching-out toward a life a little less dour. The senior Hardin spent his life and himself in the fight for Prohibition-his very iron honesty ruined his buggy-business. Paul was more successful-but his father's spirit conquered in him, at last, when, offered an opportunity...
...recent municipal election in New York City. Last week, at French Lick Springs, Ind., the New York City morning newspapers were brought to my room by a bellboy. The New York American was on top of the pile. When I saw that publication my face became so grim that the bellboy was frightened. ' Any missing ? ' he asked, apologetically. ' No,' said I. ' There is one too many.' With that I handed the American to the astonished boy. ' Take that away,' I directed, ' and take care that one is never brought...
...told of the glory of the old series: the tedious stage coach trip to Springfield, the meagre stands, the disorganized cheering, the "flying wedge", "guards back", the moustached heroes Trafford, Waters, Lake, Morrison, Heffelfinger (that very archfiend of Harvard's followers), and above all the unbelievable goryness of those grim struggles...
...Lord Léon Trotzky, confined to his apartment by the grippe, contributed to the day a suitable apocalyptic utterance: " The seventh year after our revolution opens amid grim forebodings. In six days, says the old Bible story, the world was created and the seventh was a day of rest. After six years of bloodshed and superhuman effort to build up a new world, the seventh year lies before us. But it is not a year of rest. It is a year of great and passionate struggle, of unheard heroism and unprecedented sacrifice on the road to victory. As such...