Word: murmurings
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...slap at insurgency brought a murmur of approval. Alice Roosevelt Longworth, who had been sitting in a box with Mrs. Patrick Jay Hurley, stiffened when her father's name was mentioned for the first & only time during the convention. The Utah delegation applauded when a conference on bimetallism was promised. The oil states held a little parade when high oil tariffs were recommended. The house rang righteously with indignation when Chairman Garfield deplored the burgeoning kidnapping racket. Then the words "the 18th Amendment" were pronounced and the atmosphere electrified...
...situation-comedy rather than to outdoor sport, and it almost always contains a murderer, a lunatic, a butler or a ghost. This time the lunatic is Stuart Erwin. He thinks that he is Napoleon and his lugubrious schizophrenia prompts him to describe Claudette Colbert as "La Duchesse" and to murmur 'Waterloo!" with the pensive intonations of a hoot-owl. His resourceful guards recapture him by singing "La Marseillaise." Meanwhile Claudette Colbert's squeals grow less indignant...
...lull still hung over the city as though the good citizens had refused to awaken. No windows were flung wide to groet the morning, no one went whistling to work, the breakfast bacon seemed to lie quiet in its own grease. As the day wore on a strange murmur like far off breakers on a distant beach began in the St. Antoine to break the sullen quietude. Travelling slowly along the crooked streets it gathered volume always nearer, always louder. At last with a great roar it burst out around the high walls of the Bastille and the Revolution...
...prize was for another home of essentially modern design. Its architect stressed an arrangement for a garden, saying people leave apartments for homes chiefly to plant and grow. Prizes three and four went to "orthodox" homes, the kind whose slated roofs and gables never cause the home-buyer to murmur, "it doesn't look like a home...
...charnel-house of Surrealism, one stands bare-headed and resigned. Mufiled drums beat, and men murmur, "Oh, why should the spirit of mortal be proud?" But for this newest venture of Harkness heraldry, let Lowell bells ring out and the bird-calls sound forth loud and clear. It is a romantic story, this calling of Harvard men to their colors. One day in January, masters and tutors, in meeting assembled, folded their hands and awaited the moment when the spirit should move them. Then to each there came that inner voice, whispering to men of Dunster, "blue and gold," murmuring...