Word: lays
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Harry Truman gave his blessing to the reorganization plan; he would be glad to save the people's money and his own time. But the big test on establishing efficiency and economy lay not with the President but with Congress. Early in January, the Hoover Commission would make its full report. Most of the proposed changes would require congressional approval. Thousands of jobs would be wiped out. It remained to be seen how far politicians would go to save money...
...once admitted, "a period piece." He would never buy a car, had a neurotic fear of cities, disliked much modern poetry ("Has T. S. Eliot ever written three consecutive lines of poetry in his life?"). His own affection lay in the past -the whole past of English literature and all the men & women who had made it. "Literature is, I repeat, memorable speech recording memorable thoughts and deeds . . ." For Q, it was life itself...
CRIMSON editors will lay a slightly frazzled welcome mat on their Plympton st. doorstep tonight for latecomers to the Crime's annual fall competitions. Freshmen and first-term sophomores can still try out for posts on all boards. Curtain time...
Conductorless ever since Fritz Reiner's angry resignation (TIME, March 8), Pittsburgh's Symphony Society had been borrowing any top conductors it could lay hands on to lead the orchestra, if only for a few concerts. There was one man in particular they wanted, and last week, when La Scala Milan's famed Victor de Sabata appeared for the first of four guest spots, Pittsburgh decided that a few brassy fanfares were called for. All of Manhattan's first-string critics were invited, and they accepted...
...younger generation had another way of showing it. What they did was kiss everybody they could lay their hands on. Mothers, grandmothers, sisters, and girl friends were kissed and hugged until their ribs started popping like firecrackers. The air was filled with hoarse whoops of joy, with the scream of in-numerable sirens, and with dozens of red flares. Every few seconds someone shot off a little cannon that struggled to make itself heard above...