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Word: hatefully (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1950-1959
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...what the Red Dean says is true, I would hate to be caught in the final resting place, or heaven, he represents...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, Mar. 2, 1959 | 3/2/1959 | See Source »

...McKeon, a staff sergeant drill instructor until he led six recruits to their death on a night march through the swamps of Parris Island, S.C. nearly three years ago. Troubled by a ruptured spinal disk, McKeon, twelve years a leatherneck, gets $5,700 in severance pay, said simply: "I hate to leave the corps...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: People, Mar. 2, 1959 | 3/2/1959 | See Source »

Emotional Gap. If a traveler with a tape recorder were to take down some of the folklore that is growing up about Harry Belafonte himself, not all the sounds would be pleasant. There are some tom-toms of jealousy. A discarded former agent says: "I hate him. We had a very close relationship, but how could I know he was going to turn into an Emperor Jones?" There are some mocking ditties to the effect that he takes himself too seriously. There is the blues of his first wife Marguerite, a former school teacher in Manhattan, who says: "I remember...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: HEADLINERS: Lead Man Holler | 3/2/1959 | See Source »

Gangster Arnold Rothstein's life story is the sort of straw out of which psychologists make their bricks. At the age of three, the future "Big Bankroll" of the underworld was found standing over his elder brother with a knife. Asked why, little Arnold said simply: "I hate Harry." By 14, Arnold was making money at dice and poker around Manhattan (to the horror -of his decent Jewish parents) and using it to buy the admiration of other East Side delinquents. In two years he was hiring out his money at 25% a week-"loans on Monday, payable...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: The Dedicated Gangster | 2/23/1959 | See Source »

...dream the couch of honor is occupied by someone like Mary Pickford's former hairdresser, and Edwards, clutching the Book, tremulously introduces a long-lost loved one. At this point (in the dream) the honored party looks up and cries: "Why, it's my first husband. I hate the sight of him. Get that heel out of here...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: RADIO: This Is Whose Life? | 2/16/1959 | See Source »

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