Word: hipped
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Though the rivers had risen steadily all one night, Market Street was dry at 8 o'clock the next morning as thousands of Pittsburghers went to work in the Triangle without getting their feet wet. At 10 a. m. Market Street was hip-deep in swirling water. Workers frantically rushed records and goods to upper floors or slogged for home. As plate-glass windows gave way, leaving rich stores open for looting, 1,500 National Guardsmen marched into the district, threw a khaki line from end to end of Grant Street, the Triangle's base. Up & up surged...
BUTCHER BIRD - Reuben Davis - Little, Brown ($2.50). Tough black plantation stuff, showing what a good man's love will do to sublimate a hip-swinging cinnamon-colored wench into a fiction heroine...
...Indian Love Call, whose charm twelve years of plugging have not impaired. Though Bruce's capture of her brother temporarily dampens their ardor, her adroit manager (Reginald Owen) brings them together for one last meaningful duet. Good shot: Gilda Gray, celebrated a decade ago for her extraordinary hip movements, showing cafe patrons what made her famed. Professional Soldier (Twentieth Century-Fox). An ex-colonel of Marines (Victor McLaglen) kidnaps a Balkan...
...vocation, most are intermittently engaged in other work. When the current Chicago Derby started, the field included a butcher, a candy wrapper, a steel mill worker who holds eight roller-skating records, a commercial artist, a tattooed French sailor who had a lady's portrait scraped off his hip in a fall last fortnight, a golf-club maker and a pretty 21-year-old girl who claims to be a cousin of Herbert Hoover. She, Elizabeth Hoover of Kansas City, with her tall, blond Swedish partner, Wes Aronson of Chicago, was last week leading the Chicago Roller Derby...
...reporter has yet succeeded in fully describing a Toscanini concert. The players suddenly become amazingly alert. The Maestro flicks his baton, establishes the pace. His left hand may rest easily on his hip at first. Soon it pleads for eloquence, stands out like a policeman's warning when he wants a pianissimo, quivers over his heart when he begs for special feeling. Front row subscribers in last week's audience occasionally heard a husky croaking sound. Toscanini was singing as he always sings when his orchestra plays to please...