Word: moneyed
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...chief of police, Uncle Dan sheriff, Uncle Gus tax collector. When young Bob first ran for local office 28 years ago, he was smart enough to tell the voters that he didn't give a hoot for them, that he was out for a job and the money. They loved it. Prime dandy of the Senate when he is in Washington, he wears old clothes and drawls "No'th Ca'lina" when campaigning. But he poses in double-breasted suits and violent cravats for pictures which give the Tarheels vicarious pleasure. For his fourth wife he married...
...Madrid or Valencia. They had nothing to gain by surrendering, little to lose personally by fighting. The Madrid-Valencia area could not be expected to hold out long against a full-bodied Franco attack, but in the meanwhile the world situation might change. The Loyalists still had some money. And a general European war between the Fascist and democratic powers could still save their cause...
...perfect dish requires a chef as well as a recipe. One For The Money makes an endurable evening because it always seems to be going somewhere; but it never arrives. The best sketches-satires on Eleanor Roosevelt, parlor games, rabid Wagnerians-are full of fun but not really funny. The best lyrics trip off the tongue but do not lodge in the mind. The performers are gay and bright but, except for Author Hamilton and Brenda Forbes, have no more individuality than a buck private's uniform...
...Money (sketches & lyrics by Nancy Hamilton, music by Morgan Lewis; produced by Gertrude Macy & Stanley Gilkey) is billed as an "intimate" revue. The authors, moreover, know what an intimate revue should be-crisp, topical, irreverent, with a small cast, an 11 o'clock curtain, a conversational tone, no green-and-purple spotlighting, no Bits of Old Baghdad...
...spirit, One For The Money offers Cafe Society what Pins and Needles offered workers and Sing Out the News offered New Dealers. Indeed, in holding the lorgnette up to Nature it makes Noel Coward, at times, seem like a proletarian writer...