Word: loch
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...Monster referred to was the dire denizen of Loch Ness, Scotland, first fabled in the world press in 1933. Opener of its 1937 season was an announcement by the Right Rev. Sir David Oswald Hunter Blair, Bart, (no kin to Dr. Reid Blair) that, at the age of 83, he was organizing an expedition to trace and trap the creature, bring it back alive...
...Loch Ness, largest of Scotland's lakes (22½ mi. long, 1¾ mi. wide), bisects the Highlands from Inverness on the northeast to Fort Augustus- on the southwest. Near its narrow shores are many a Highland distillery, many towns and glens intimately connected with haberdashery: Inverness (tweed capes), Glen Urquhart (gents' suitings), Glen Garry (highland bonnets). Ben Nevis, best publicized mountain in Scotland, is only 30 mi. to the southwest. In August 1933 when workmen were blasting a new motor road along the west shore of the lake, the monster was first "seen." Eyewitnesses during the following...
Whatever the Monster was, it was a godsend to Loch Ness hotelkeepers, tourist agencies, omnibus operators. At the height of the 1934 excitement newshawks suddenly remembered the Benedictine monastery at Fort Augustus, at the southern and deepest end of the lake. There they found jovial, garrulous 83-year-old the Right Rev. Sir David Hunter Blair, Bart. Sir David is more than a British baronet. He is a onetime captain of Scottish militia, an antiquarian, author of five books of memoirs, a Benedictine monk and titular Abbot of Dunfermline. Abbot Sir David has been an Abbot Emeritus of Fort Augustus...
What the Progressives only suggest every American knows at the bottom of his heart to be the unquestionable truth, a truth he shrinks from with all the repulsion he would have if he found the Loch Ness monster in his bed. The sentimental attachment of the American people for the Constitution is hard enough to explain here, but in the eyes of foreign nations it is simply unfathomable. No matter how much it is cursed as an obstacle in the way of modern and efficient government, any movement to alter it is met with the hottest of resentment. When...
Reduced to plot, there is little that is new to the cinema in the story of John and Maggie Shand. Nor can the picture's charm be ascribed to Scottish atmosphere, scrupulously maintained, from the unavoidable scene in which Maggie and John sing "Loch Lomond'' in the parlor to the MGM gesture of reproducing in every detail a real Scottish railway train for one brief sequence. Behind such externals lies the warm, human sympathy of an author whose works should eventually prove as popular in Hollywood as those of Charles Dickens are at present. Good shot: Dudley...