Word: hungered
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...hunger gnaws 20 minutes before train time, you make for the lunch counter and order?chicken a la King? Beef casserole? Braised pork? More likely, old dependable ham and eggs. They are too familiar to cause your palate much excitement, but as some one has said, they satisfy. Passing the newsstand, if your appetite for fiction is not to be trifled with by a mere magazine, do you pore over cryptic titles, flashy jackets, alluring blurbs? Hardly ever. Briskly, confidently, you seize an Oppenheim or a Dell, a Harry Leon Wilson, Sabatini, Irvin Cobb, Wallace Irwin, Arthur Train?...
...Britannia and a joint founder with her mother of the British Women's Party. Mrs. Pankhurst remains active as Honorary Treasurer of the Women's Social and Political Union. Estelle is perhaps the most violent and versatile of the three. She edits The Workers' Dreadnought and Germinal. She has "hunger struck" 14 times, and always had to be forcibly fed. She has founded: 1) Clinics, cost-price restaurants and co-operative toy-factories for War veterans; 2) Societies to expose Fascismo, give information about Russia, and promote feminine culture...
ROSA?Knud Hamsun?Knopf ($2.50). The chronicles of Sirilund fishing village are still-life sketches beside Hunger and Segelfoss Town and Growth of the Soil. But Hamsun, pride of Norway, is a man to read thoroughly. This sequel to Benoni is named for Rosa because it is told in the first person by a young student that came to Sirilund just after her divorce was arranged, just before she married Benoni Hartvigsen. He is homely and humble, this student, and loves Rosa inevitably. Is she not the only beautiful thing in that village of drying fish and stuffy sitting rooms...
...lean torso was seen on the beach, wrapped in a gaudy bathrobe. His wife was with him there. Also his son Karl. Also his daughter Elizabeth. He had friends to soothe him, drinks to amuse him. "I ate, drank, smoked and talked too much," said he. Yet spiritual hunger rather than oafish gluttony spoke in the fierceness with which he whipped up the clever and sometimes moving music which Mr. Honegger has written about King David...
Then Nemesis tricked him. He lost his job in the City; his few shillings went. Shivering nights on the Embankment and hunger's fang stirred him to a violent design. He would get a harlot to take him home, then rob her. At this crux, his tears accomplished what his nerve funked. Marcelle kept him that winter as "her man," a pathetic sop to her vestige of womanly honor. When Marcelle was jailed for soliciting, Monsieur Ripois was most adroit. He stole her savings and decamped to Cricklewood, where it occurred to him to advertise French lessons under...