Word: mock
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...permanent erasure of the words of moving light that shine down upon the theatre district. The mayors amateur standing is as yet untainted by any connection with rotarianism. He maybe "the most oppressed man ever to seek this high office. "But no would be Menckens dare mock at him for, as his predecessor in office admits he has the right on his side...
...know in the second act where to have the play. Ethel's snakelike husband calls her a mock Lady Macbeth. She has married this Harold Carter, older and colder than herself, for security, and hopes of seeing the world. To get her, he deluded her with a daydream of life in India. Now that he knows she will never love him, he poisons her daydreams. Their mutual hate-although the play does not quite show how-becomes their bond. Through a lover she contrives his murder...
...London, Mayor Walker slipped in and out of his hotel without fuss, cocked his white straw "skimmer" at an acute angle and exhibited a burst of U. S. energy. He went through a mock arrest, telling Sir John Knill, the acting Lord Mayor, "It's the sword makes me own up, my Lord." He dashed to luncheons, teas, handshakings; tried out the Lord Mayor's chair, a chipper urchin among greybeards; rattled questions about London slums and busses; missed his dinner; clapped at the theatre; consoled Mrs. Walker for losing her largest trunk. He startled his Manhattan subordinates...
...came to pass, when she saw that he had left his garment in her hand, and was fled forth, 14: That she called unto the men of her house, and spake unto them, saying, See, he hath brought in a Hebrew unto us to mock us; he came in unto me to lie with me, and I cried with a loud voice: 15: And it came to pass, when he heard that I lifted up my voice and cried, that he left his garment with me, and fled...
...Lewis articles gained wide notice in the U. S. Editors-envied the Evening Post its coup. Foreign correspondents outwardly echoed the sentiments of the Evening Post's Miss Thompson in Berlin, who said to Super-Reporter Lewis with mock grudging: "I guess it's all right, but it does seem a rather long way of saying, as I could, 'Flew to Vienna. Quiet...