Word: plumpness
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...sober-sided Ishbel MacDonald, who was her father's official hostess, is much the same quiet sort of girl and leaves flamboyance to her parent. Of all the progeny of the Big Three, the most curious is Oliver Baldwin, a young man once thin and precious, now plump and still precious. A member of Oxford's most esoteric circles, he fought in the Armenian army, was imprisoned in Turkey, entered the Labor Party at home chiefly to annoy his father. He let a rumor go around for a while that he was engaged to marry Ramsay...
Helen Wills and plump Francis Hunter lost, as they did last year, the mixed doubles, to scampering Henri Cochet of France and Eileen Bennett of England (6-3, 6-2). Told that future English tournaments might prohibit her barelegged play, Miss Wills observed icily: "I did not discard stockings as a fad. I have done it to increase my speed." Her speed won the women's singles again. She trounced Eileen Bennett (6-2, 7-5) and Mme. Rene Mathieu, No. 1 Frenchwoman...
...remark: "The pool rooms are empty." This group becomes embroiled with a wrestling bear which seems more human than any of them except Mr. Healy. Later the wrestlers try a fearsome barber-shop ballad to the accompaniment of Mr. Healy's orchestra. These scenes are blunt, vulgar, hilarious. A plump-cheeked brunette, Betsy Rees, might well be given more time...
Leaning nonchalantly on the platform railing was plump, pale-eyed Stanley Baldwin, Britain's Prime Minister. While the Bishop prayed, Prime Minister Baldwin mumbled in response and read through his own speech, preoccupied, apparently oblivious to the solemnity of the occasion. Prayers over, he mounted the rostrum. Cocking his head on one side, shooting out his under jaw, he began...
...platform in Kandahar's largest square stood throneless King Amanullah and a small ironbound box. Seizing the box firmly, plump Amanullah struggled with the iron hasp. Loudly he grunted, stoutly he tugged. So entertaining was the fat man's performance that though he sweated and wrestled on the platform for two full hours, the entire audience remained. Finally when his most vigorous contortions and loudest grunts began to pall, Amanullah paused, cried aloud to Mohammed for assistance. A final tug, and the box flew open. Perspiring Amanullah held high Mohammed's sacred cloak. Convinced, the Afghan audience...