Word: mien
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...chief threat to amateur tennis is a man of jovial mien. Plump Bill O'Brien was born 39 years ago in Manhattan. He took up professional baseball, became an accountant, was rejected by the Army because of poor eyesight, squeaked through a second examination to become the champion machine-gun marksman of the Tenth Division. After the War he studied osteopathy, trained Harry Greb, the French Davis Cup team, Suzanne Lenglen, Red Grange, Richards, Hunter, Tilden...
...master chef in the great French tradition, Henri thinks no culinary detail too homely to be treated artistically. Typical is his precept to neophyte waiters: "Carve a ham as if you were shaving the face of a friend." Tall, white-haired (he is 54), of stately port and bonhomous mien, Henri admits he is pretty well done, but he is in no hurry to be taken from his browning oven...
With the sleek, prancing mien of a political Douglas Fairbanks, the No. i British Fascist, Sir Oswald Ernald Mosley, put on a one-man show before 15.000 Londoners last week which ended in a hundred fist fights, scores of hair pullings and some bloody work with razors. Sir Oswald drew no blood but a good many shrugs by his feat seven weeks ago of filling Albert Hall with 10,000 London ers whose applause of his hour and a half speech left the nation cold. Only the Communists seemed to take Sir Oswald seriously. They turned out last week...
When President Conant steps to the microphone of the public address system set up on the stage behind Sever Hall and begins his career as a donor of degrees, it is highly probable that he will first of all make the presentation to President-emeritus Lowell. With dignified mien and stately poise, Harvard's former president, who well remembers the function which will then be performed by his successor, will be once again honored by the University which he served for 24 years...
...Apted, armed like a battleship, go the honors of the chase. First, he calmly surveyed the scene from the haven of a first floor window. Then with set and courageous mien he stalked his prey over the parapet and emptied the contents of his two black six shooters into the quivering flesh. Satisfied by the sound of the six shots which evidently startied the skunk into a corpse, Apted, still calm, ordered his minions to inter the deceased in the midst of the stench-stained scene of carnage. It was a lonely service for few of the once optimistic...