Word: hewn
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...vacation, Buzz auctioned 1,000-oddhead of cattle, shipped in from ranges in seven neighboring States, to "feeders" who prime the beef over the winter for choosy eastern markets. "Boy, oh boy, oh boy, lookut that pretty li'l heifer," Buzz urged grizzled buyers in his rough-hewn auction pit, "right offa the juicy meadas. Wottami bid, wottami bid for this pretty li'l heifer? Who'll start it 25, 25, 25. . . ." They bid up to $97 a head; Buzz got $57,000 for the lot; the folks headed home-men, women and children-tired but tickled...
Above the reception room mantel was a stone-hewn hammer & sickle and a portrait of Dictator Stalin. Drinking champagne, but not touching the bountiful caviar and vodka, Mr. Chamberlain stood below a portrait of Soviet Foreign Commissar Maxim Maximovich Litvinoff all evening, talked with Comrade Maisky for a half hour, departed at n p.m., whereupon the orchestra began to swing...
...behind, isolated on a flood-girdled island. He was wet and weary and he thought rather apprehensively of the rising waters all around, but the beer was good and, by God, this was adventure of a sort. Out of another day was this dingy room, with its hideously-hewn, dirty-mirrored bar, its splintery floor, its dirty walls plastered with reward notices of rogues, new ond old. On these same walls wee now cavorting much more fearsome bogies, phantasmagoric giants projected by the few candles guttering in the necks of empty liquor bottles. And there was the hero...
...question, which higher brows than Chase's had dubbed semantics, is: What is the connection between words and reality? Readers who knew their Stuart Chase expected a lively piling up of rough-hewn evidence, the sinister emergence of a nigger, and a whooping pursuit. They were not disappointed. The Tyranny of Words is a typical Stuart Chase book: popular, suggestive, controversial, a racy simplification of a vast problem...
...style are a match for them. Never accustomed hitherto to showing their latest models to the vulgar public, they have created for the Exposition dresses too breathtakingly extreme, fantastic and sumptuous to be worn by one woman in a million, show them mostly on featureless-faced mannequins rough-hewn of pinkish beige plaster, some as disproportioned as surrealism. Barely practical are the clothes shown by Paris conservatives such as Alix, Worth and Lelong. Scorning plaster women, Lanvin has draped two gowns of medieval inspiration and some handsome furs on a gigantic horse and an heraldic lion. Rebel Schiaparelli, outdoing even...