Word: laugh
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Editors. Editor Tom Wallace of the Louisville Times scoffed : "We city slickers used to laugh at the patent outsides and insides. Much of the material ... is deemed necessary to good business on the theory that our readers demand fiddle-faddle about Broadway after dark, Hollywood before daylight, Paris after absinthe, and Washington from the backstairs." The other writer was the Society of Newspaper Editors' second vice president, Managing Editor Marvin H. Creager of the Milwaukee Journal. What irritated him most was not Washington from the back stairs but Washington from the official front steps: "Another member of President Roosevelt...
Some readers laugh, some are annoyed; some snort with disgust or indignation. Gertrude Stein, writer for posterity ("I write for myself and strangers'") does not mind. Says she slyly: "My sentence: do get under their skin...
What can the plain reader make of all this? If he is in a good humor he will doubtless laugh, but at what? Sober-sided Critic Edmund Wilson gives as his opinion that: "Miss Stein is trying to superinduce a state of mind in which the idea of the nation will seem silly, in which we shall be conscious of ourselves as creatures who do not lend themselves to that conception." Still puzzled, the plain reader dips into another Stein volume (Tender Buttons), to his astonishment brings up these...
...across the street with a rifle in his lap, waiting for Garr to appear. Warned in time, Garr sneaked in a back entrance. Day after day the patient rifleman waited. After a week's slinking Garr, worried lest the story of his plight leak out and raise a laugh at his expense, called off his ambusher by printing an apology. When Carrie Watson, his mistress but a madam in her own right, bore him a son whom she refused to surrender, they parted coldly. Garr balanced their account when she died of an overdose of laudanum and the Chronicle...
...crowd, nervously exhilarated, began not to cheer but to laugh at Perry's nervous blunders. Merlin, with a strange assurance, as though sure of bringing to pass one of those magical victories that have kept the Davis Cup in France so often before, held up his hand for silence. Working hard now and measuring every point, playing himself slowly back to his best game, Perry won the next two sets 8-6, 6-2. From 1-4 in the fourth Merlin brought the score up to 4-all, then 5-all. Perry, in danger now of slipping back into...