Word: haras
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Pawtucket, R. I. one day last month a prize-winning Boston terrier named Sox, worth about $200, vanished from an automobile owned by Walter E. O'Hara, operator of prosperous Narragansett Racing Park. Because his wife Cle dearly loved the dog, Operator O'Hara boomed over his park loudspeakers that afternoon an offer of $250 for Sox's return, sent 100 ushers, watchmen, clerks, grooms out to scour the neighborhood. When they returned emptyhanded, Operator O'Hara upped his reward to $1,000 alive. He bought space in Providence, Boston and other New England newspapers...
BUTTERFIELD 8-John O'Hara-Harcourt, Brace...
...generation that stumbled into a slightly intoxicated maturity in the early 1920's found in F. Scott Fitzgerald a spokesman who dramatized their emotional problems, made articulate their aspirations, and told some excellent stories while doing so. Last week the publication of John O'Hara's second novel made him the strongest candidate among U. S. novelists for the part that Fitzgerald has vacated by growing out of the ranks of the young. A more impressive and ambitious volume than Appointment in Samarra, his first novel, Butter field 8 suggests that John O'Hara is well...
...theme that saves Butterfidd 8 from being a squalid tale is the healthy, unfulfilled companionship of Gloria and Eddie, paralleling the turbulent, often miserable story of Gloria and the older man. Plain hostility to the older generation is apparent in John O'Hara's portraits of men over 40, since he paints them as depraved, smug, or made cowardly by the fear of publicity, writes unconvincingly of Gloria's family life. Gloria and Eddie, rattling off interrupted reminiscences of childhood, wisecracking and communicating in scrambled, mocking cliches, understand one an-other so completely that, John...
...most terrible dream. I had never before been responsible for the safety of a foreign sovereign. For any failure there could be but one expiation. Every night I dreamed that I was summoned by my chief, the Minister of Home Affairs, and ordered by His Excellency to commit hara-kiri...