Word: properly
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...quarters were equal to anything in town at two or three times the rental and "they feel that they are in heaven." Said Mumford grumpily: "Like almost all New Yorkers, who have spent most of their lives in cramped, sunless, dusty and even garbagy blighted areas, they have no proper basis for judging Stuyvesant Town ... If one judges housing not in terms of rents and profits and prestige but in terms of human decency, the greater part of New York consists, in Patrick Geddes' words, of slums, semi-slums, and super-slums . . . They praise Stuyvesant Town only because they...
...Episcopal-style evangelism, to be sure. There was no public testimony of the saved, no mourners' bench nor sawdust trail, no Bible-banging nor marimba band. The middle-aged women and young people who came to hear Evangelist Green merely rose to their feet at the proper times or hunched forward in their cane-bottomed seats to pray. But when the week-long mission closed on Sunday night, Bryan Green's audiences had totaled approximately 42,000-an average of about 6,000 a night. Such crowds carried an obvious inference: modern congregations might be ready for some...
...month put into effect an ordinance regulating psychologists, "marriage counsellors," etc. A five-member city commission has set up the requirements for getting a license to practice: good moral character, two years of graduate study or the equivalent in psychology or related fields, plus two years of experience under proper supervision. By last week the commission had turned down one application and granted one (to a member of the commission). Several other applications are pending...
Montgomery has more of a chance to spread himself than his leading lady. He gets drunk twice--once on hard cider. He staggers past a group of "proper" Hoosier matrons and topples into a snow-bank, in an episode that is frankly slapstick. But Montgomery isn't a hammy drunk, nor is he an actor pretending to be drunk; he manages to get drunk in a delightfully individual and convincing way. And in his sober moments, he's always in complete command of his part, that of a flippant and roguish magazine writer...
...through so many years of deaths and explosions land burying details that he scarcely knows whether he is alive himself. As the pressure of Russian attacks forces the German line closer and closer together and the regiments beat their aimless retreat across miles of snow-swept steppes into Stalingrad proper, Plievier introduces many miscellaneous characters who appear briefly, disappear are forgotten by the reader, and reappear again somewhere else...