Word: hotly
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Winding up, the World editorial grew hot: "A more vulnerable nomination could hardly be conceived. It places Mr. Coolidge in the position of yielding to Senator Reed's bluster, and of indorsing Secretary Mellon's attempt to whitewash the Pepper-Vare primary. It throws an experienced and impartial Commissioner out of office to give his place to an untried corporation lawyer whose latest political effort is a poor recommendation...
...deliver, or send to your staff, one of your "thoroughgoing rebukes. . . ." Here is the copy of one of the Musa-Shiya advertisements referred to above: This very nice advertisement Onnounce Out of Musa Shiya the Shirtmaker (Also Many Dry Good Selling) Foulard This croth are favorable of ladies because hot wether now and erectric wind machine. Because hot wether Musa-shiya Shop selling in reduced of price all next week. Come before and obtain service until exhausted. HOW FINDING:-Do not find Musa-shiya Shop until pass away in front Famous Fish Market where makai side King Street. After pass...
...hills, played a deadly kind of squat tag with all the British troops that came where he was. At last a sly captain named Burges chased him into a cave that had no back door. He was tried for rebellion, sentenced to life imprisonment in a hot cell in Egypt. After 22 years Parliament remembered that this fighting man was still alive. Judged him harmless, let him out. He spent the quiet evening of his days playing with a gourd rattle in the door of a hut. He died...
...Northerner's tone and manner, Dr. Dodge ventured a question on Dr. Straton's interpretation of evolution. Dr. Straton's reply was as the bolt of a self-appointed God of vengeance. Nettled, Dr. Dodge asked another question. Again the reply was bitter. Dr. Dodge grew warm, warmer, hot, and was answered by the shout of a fanatic: "I know what I am! You don't know what you are! And I know, too, that any man who believes in Evolution won't be saved. I know I will go to Heaven!" "I doubt it," snapped back Dr. Dodgewere drowned...
...mainly risible character study. Although the construction is loose-jointed, this is rather good old-time melodrama. The dialogue has genuine folk-flavor. Miss Eames, fire beneath ice, reminded one critic of Queen Elizabeth in preposterous court theatricals. Alfred Lunt (Babe) shared the compliments; Margalo Gillmore pleased as a hot-lipped kitchen baggage...