Word: like
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...down to their 67th annual dinner in Manhattan's Hotel Commodore. For topflight railroad executives it was a relatively cheery meal. They were still chortling because freight carloadings rose 30% between Sept. 9 and Oct. 21 -the largest increase over the shortest period in U. S. history. Phrases like "this augurs well" cropped up in more than one of the evening's speeches. But to thoughtful men among them, the carloading boom was an ugly fact to face. For it demonstrated that their huge industry cannot make a respectable profit even when business is booming...
...Consolidations are also impractical because the big roads cannot agree among themselves on which of the little roads they will absorb. ICC, in its Consolidation Plan in 1929, compromised by agreeing to the creation of as many as 21 systems. Plans less influenced by political prudence advocate something more like nine systems; the most drastic one provides for just three systems...
...Paramount) opens with a stern view of the bulgy, bobbing little maestro tripping down the centre aisle of a theatre to conduct a synthetic Victor Herbert operetta. When he turns to make his bow, the audience sees that he is just able, amiable Walter Connolly dressed up to look like the composer. But few people who go to see The Great Victor Herbert will give a tenor's whoop what Victor Herbert looked like. They will want to (and will) hear Allan Jones and Mary Martin sing Victor Herbert's lilting tunes with freshness and charm...
Then he met sweet, unaffected Eugénie, who "was like the song of the nightingale. ..." A fast worker, Clisson "soon imparted to his passion a quality of force and inflexibility which belonged to him." Here a big chunk of the story is missing-probably destroyed by Napoleon for reasons of discretion rather than taste...
...jealous. Climax comes when Clisson, heading a victorious army, learns he succeeded too well when he dispatched a handsome young officer to comfort Eugénie. "Adieu," he writes in a last letter. ". . . Kiss my sons -may they not have the ardent soul of their father! They would be, like him, the victims of men, glory, and love!" Then Clisson "flung himself headlong into the mèlée, and expired, pierced with a thousand blows...