Word: madnesses
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Stayed in bed until almost eight o'clock, when I decided that if I were to have breakfast and get to class, I had better rise. They say Professor Merriman gets awful mad if you come in even one minute late. His nickname, so one boy said--an upperclassman, I gathered, from his green bag,--is "Friskie." I wonder...
President Roosevelt's anti-war speech at Chicago expressed an indignation, shared by every peace-lover on this continent, at the lawlessness of certain powers in the world today. There are few persons who can stand by and watch innocent women and children slaughtered by mad-dog nations without raising a cry of protest, and this speech crystallized these sentiments of horrified disgust that all American men and women feel...
...this day and age when women and children are ruthlessly slaughtered in the streets by death-dealing bombs and the poisonous gases, and when the world is racked by the blind passions of men stirred to mad frenzy by demagogues of Fascism and Comunionism, there is a great need for sound thinking, and intelligent application of Christian ideals. If these lecturers can give us a practical slant on the solutions of the problems of today, they will have been extremely valuable...
...soon they were swapping tales such as only fishermen and sailors can. As the man, his face a grey stubble and his eyes reflecting a quiet pride, forgot the Cambridge puppy squatted before him and became absorbed in his own, other world, there unrolled a story of a mad...
...look too closely into the plot, you will see the unnatural spectacle of a hotel executive, willy-nilly backer of a play, making savage efforts to scotch the play because the producers have been concealing from him their mad shifts and hair-breadth escapes from destruction. But the dangers springing from his violent disposition make the real play all the more exciting, and the comedy-writer's license takes care of the rest. So we see Gordon Miller, hare-brained producer, catching hold of Leo Davis, rustic playwright, rifling his pockets, pawning his typewriter, putting him to bed on account...