Word: guys
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...reader Guy P. Rego is right as to the guilt of the asinine system and the judges thereof, who would prolong a wrong merely because it had started...
...Extension of Southern hospitality was the chief occupation of the President's week. Chief beneficiary was Under Secretary of Agriculture Rexford Guy Tugwell whom the President, driving his own car, met at the railroad station, took home for luncheon, took for a swim, conferred with at length. A jolly time they had together, and on the second day of the Tugwell visit the President drove him and Mrs. Roosevelt to see an erosion control project on his 1,700-acre farm at nearby Pine Mountain...
When CWA began hiring unskilled workers at 40? per hour, the supply of cheap labor available for private employers dwindled alarmingly. Georgia's Governor Talmadge complained first about Government competition, then wailed that no Government officials would listen to him. FERAdministrator Harry Hopkins impatiently snapped: "All that guy is after is headlines. . . . Some people just can't stand to see others making a living wage." When Governor Talmadge kept on squawking, Administrator Hopkins humiliated him and his State by appointing a Federal representative to take administration of relief funds out of his hands...
...guessed the travail its book had undergone. When the Morro Castle caught fire last September off the New Jersey coast, killed 134 people and ran aground, it also wrecked the libretto of Producer Vinton Freedley's Anything Goes. Months before in France, the oldtime British libretto team of Guy Bolton and Pelham Grenville Wodehouse had written a comic script about a marine disaster. The Morro Castle tragedy instantly ruled it out as a subject for fun-making. Producer Freedley sent up a distress signal, got two able U. S. showmen, Howard Lindsay and Russel Crouse...
...with a beautiful smile exclaimed: "Why Bob Belts, you god-damned old son-of-a-bilch, where the hell did you come from?" And the Mayor, his eyes sticking out like organ stops, again whispered in my left ear: "God Almighty! I'm not afraid of this guy any more, he talks the same language...