Word: horridly
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...contradictions in Mr. Hopkins's remarks become apparent when he accuses Williams indirectly of being "overendowed," and containing "the aristocrat of wealth." If Williams is such a horrid place, why did Mr. Hopkins even offer to aid students who desired to go to this "aristocratic, over-endowed" institution? According to his own word, this would have a bad influence on the boys. But, then, what is a contradiction to a New Dealer...
Consequently when certain advertisers presume to ape, the effect is horrid. Horrid too is the arch way the same gentry bedeck their dry bosoms with TIME's own art-jewelry ("jam-packed," "fortnight ago," etc.) Ugh! It is really too too much. Readers are smitten with nausea, coma; worse, they develop sales-resistance...
...town of Ciechanow heard for the eighth time a horrible sound-the agonized scream of a little girl. Seven times in the past three weeks little girls, all between 3 and 6, had been found in meadows and clumps of forest stabbed in the stomach and bleeding badly. A horrid boy, they said, who grunted like an animal had attacked them with a knife, sucked their blood and disappeared. Two of the little girls bled to death before they could be hospitalized...
Last week in a big, bright room on the eighth floor of its Chicago administration building was held a corporation's annual meeting for which the build-up had been long & loud. The horrid-sounding charges which Joseph I. Zook, as head of a self-appointed stockholders protective "association," had been hurling at Montgomery Ward's management insured good attendance. Even the Armour brothers, Philip and Lester, dropped in to pick up a few pointers from Ward's quick-witted President-Chairman Sewell Lee Avery...
...relaxation counts the number of students taking History 1 in the New Lecture Hall. In the evenings he watches the first of the terrific little moths fling themselves with pings of desperation against the tin shade of his study lamp. And in the mornings, supine upon his pallet of horrid languor, he gazes with admiration at the accurate spider stretching her slow web across a corner in anticipation of the few flies which wander solemnly through the unremembered rafters of Memorial Hall...