Word: guffawing
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...most sensational bits of prose published in 1926, one might well select the short story "Hatrack" (reviewed in TIME, April 19), and the novel Revelry (TIME, Nov. 29). "Hatrack," the tale of "Fanny Fewclothes," rebuffed churchgoer and sought-after prostitute of Farmington,* Mo., enabled Editor H. L. Mencken to guffaw at the New England Watch and Ward Society, to boost the circulation of the American Mercury, to have the "Hatrack" issue barred from the U. S. mails. Revelry, a flashy novel of the scandals of the Harding Administration, is bringing fortune if not fame to Writer Samuel Hopkins Adams...
...rose for the third act, Signor Lauri-Volpi, my stage lover, was disclosed supposedly asleep on the steps of my palace. Teddy advanced toward him across the stage. Box-holders jerked their opera glasses into position. Others opened wide their eyes. There was tittering, laughter and one great solemn guffaw. Teddy prowled on. Lauri-Volpi rose to sing. The audience roared. I, offstage, about to go on, had hard work to keep the severe demeanor of the cold Chinese princess. Signor Lauri-Volpi shooed. I called. Teddy came...
...Drowsily, the Speaker ruled: "It is, provided that they sleep sufficiently quietly." Amid the ensuing guffaw many a slumberer was rudely awakened. At last, after 18 hours of debate, with 257 members still present, a temporary adjournment was moved and carried by a show of hands as the members stretched, yawned. The economy bill continued pending...
...Kelly does not strive for superficial humour; it is here out-of-place. Mirth ripples through the lines, but it is of the sort that provokes internal laughter and the delighted eye, not the yokel's guffaw. Whenever Mr. Kelly courts the latter, he fumbles. One cannot help but feel that on the opening night the dead flop of these lines must have caused him chagrin and that he may have learned a well-pointed lesson...
...minutes, to visit the pit of a Manhattan theatre he would doubtless laugh roundly at them. For it is the peculiar genius of Mr. White to make an act out of an anecdote, to spin an innocent jest with pipe, tabor, scenery, and bring down his curtain on a guffaw. He does not spare expense. There is a notable scene wherein members of the chorus parade in a fur shop, clad in robes, scarfs, peignoirs, polonaises made of the furs of every creature from a seal to a mongoose; good syncopation by the McCarthy sisters; terrible singing by Gordon Dooley...