Word: nose
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...letter of Mr. E. P. Holton ... is the idea of a narrow-minded bigot who is never satisfied unless he is sticking his nose in someone else's business. This is the one thing that people in this world need to overcome if we expect any peace in the future. How can anyone suggest a fair payment of a nation's debts by subjecting a small minority of that nation's people to live under another flag and a different form of government...
...earth inhabited by some 3,000,000 Ukrainians, Moldavians, Tartars, Ruthenians, Bulgars, Germans and Jews. In 1920, and several times since, the U. S. S. R. demanded that a plebiscite be held in Bessarabia to settle to whom it shall belong, but up to last week Rumania had always nose-thumbed such proposals. In Soviet schoolrooms moppets find in their geography books that Bessarabia has never ceased to belong to Russia and unquestionably J. Stalin has an even heartier appetite for it than he has for gobbling Polish territory...
Long-armed Governor Lewis O. Barrows of Maine triumphed for the second straight year in the annual potato-picking contest between the Governor of Maine and the Governor of Idaho, 382½ to 365 pounds. Said Champion Barrows: "I did it by just sticking my nose in the row." Said worsted Governor Clarence A. Bottolfsen: "That's hard work...
After closing all London shows when war began, the British Government fortnight ago announced that theatres more than a mile and a half from London's West End could stay open until 10 p. m. Instantly members of the leftwing, nose-thumbing Unity Theatre Club-whose Babes in the Wood last winter razzed "Wicked Uncle" Chamberlain-laid down a tape measure, found that their playhouse lay just outside the proscribed area. Next instant song & lyric writers rolled up their shirt sleeves, sweated for 36 hours on end, turned out a Sandbag Follies in 20 scenes, which opened last week...
...posters, his recruiting publicity bureau on Governor's Island, off Manhattan's southern tip, turns out recruiting sales talks for radio programs. These tweak a prospect's ear with You're in the Army Now and The Stars and Stripes Forever, catch him by the nose with slogans like "Join the Air Corps and earn while you learn." One record starts with a guitar-plunked Hawaiian melody that compellingly conjures up dreams of grass skirts and whispering palms, ends with sign-on-the-dotted-line insistence: "See the glamorous tropics, the Orient. . . . This is a wonderful...