Word: headedly
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...TIME made no "charges," is at a loss to understand Governor Maybank's. TIME said: "Mayor of Charleston then (1935), and ambitious head of the State Public Service Authority, was Burnet Rhett Maybank, 40, first Charleston aristocrat since the Civil War with the energy and ability to win over enough low-born upstate farmers and mill hands to get himself elected Governor, which he did last year...
...pour it out so dynamically that his eyeballs pop. His radio voice is not pale, even beside Franklin Roosevelt's. Consciousness of his mastery over men gives him a dignity which might be ludicrous had he not also a dazzling smile and the ability to throw his head back, laugh uproariously, especially at embarrassing questions. When asked last week if he would discuss 1940 when he sees Franklin Roosevelt, he roared: "Why not? I always have...
...minded Humorist Will Rogers told Pan American Airways: "If you boys ever get around to flying the oceans, I want to be your first passenger," offered to make a cash deposit for the privilege. The airline refused his money, but put him at the head of its waiting list for both Atlantic and Pacific crossings, then only misty dreams. Before taking off for Siberia in 1935, Will Rogers tailed Pan American, asked if he could get back in time for the first Pacific flight. He could have, easily-but for the crack-up in lonely Point Barrow, Alaska, which killed...
Good Girls Go to Paris (Columbia), before the Hays office gave it a brush-off, had a Too in its title. As it stands, Paris is just a naughty notion in the head of a waitress named Jenny Swanson (Joan Blondell), who has big gold-digging ideas but not the true killer instinct. Jenny ends up as a sort of middle-aged Shirley Temple, patching up a flock of romantic tatters, curing rich old Olaf Brand's gouty hypochondria with extra blankets and aquavit, reminding him: "Swedes need to sweat." Nearest Jenny ever gets to Paris high life...
...squirt and of a little mollusc named Crepidula. But he got his start in science before extreme specialization was as fashionable as it is today. So he is something of a jack-of-all-biology. Perhaps for the same reason he has the kind of extra-level head which men who are not specialists sometimes have. No dodo, despite his amiable nature, he has a merry tongue which articulates scientific problems with what the contemporaries of his younger days called witticisms. His present contemporaries call them cracks...