Word: gruffness
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...years Dr. Benjamin Baker ("B. B.") Moeur (pronounced More) was family physician to thousands of people in the countryside around Tempe, Ariz. A hefty, wrinkled-faced man, with a gruff manner and a heart of gold, he talked turkey to his patients, drove miles through the darkest weather to combat indigestion or bring babies into Salt River Valley. Even when in 1932, the wheel of political fortune boosted him from the role of family doctor to Governor of Arizona, he never expected to become the centre of an international incident...
After weary months of pinking each other with diplomatic rapiers in Tokyo, cocky little Japanese Foreign Minister Koko Hirota and gruff, sad-eyed Soviet Ambassador Konstantin Yurenev were so jangle-nerved last week that each was glad to throw the issue at stake to his native Press, which promptly charged the other's Government with a "Gigantic Plot...
...subscribers retained a bright young lawyer named Benjamin F. Goldstein, legislative investigator of the Armour Grain scandal, who had prowled through the books of the telephone company for a minority stockholder. Mr. Goldstein, then 34, suggested that two other experienced lawyers were also needed. George Ives Haight, a gruff, strapping patent attorney and his partner, big, jovial Edmund David Alcock, joined the fight...
...minutiae, overcoming practical obstacles. More social than his partner, chunky bespectacled Mr. Root enjoys peering at Lake Michigan from the Saddle & Cycle Club, going to parties. He was promoter and part-owner last year of the Century of Progress' most popular concession, the Streets of Paris. Tall, thin, gruff Mr. Holabird is rarely seen in public except at the opera. An expert fly caster, he modestly refuses to exhibit his trophies on the walls of the Holabird & Root office at 333 North Michigan Avenue, a skyscraper they designed. Last week he was practicing his fishing skill at swank Coleman...
...Washington and across the green acres of Maryland striped with the long shadows of a late afternoon sun. Franklin D. Roosevelt was going down to the sea. Going down with him were his wife, his four sons, newshawks, secret service men, many an official friend. Notably absent was his gruff, wrinkle-faced little No. 1 secretary, friend and jealous counselor, Louis McHenry Howe, who lay doubled up with a chronic stomach ailment on his White House bed. Goodbys were said on the dock of the Naval Academy at Annapolis. Then the President & party stalked up the gangplank of the destroyer...