Word: proudly
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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That music-what was it? In the dank fastnesses of the jungle along the banks of the Rio Parima, towards whose source the white men were hacking their way,, stirred unearthly strains. "Debbils," groaned the natives. "Station KDKA, Pittsburgh," chortled the expedition's justly proud radio expert, John Swanson. A deep, pontifical voice broke the hot silence. "That," explained the man with the ear phones, "is Judge Elbert H. Gary, of the U. S. Steel Corporation...
...editor, until some of the visions which rise before him as he dreams shall, have come true. He hopes always to sign 'from Emporia' after his name when he is abroad, and he trusts that he may endear himself to the people, that they will be as proud of the first words of the signature as he is of the last words. He expects to perform all the kind offices of the country editor in this community for a generation to come...
...wandered to Robinson's drug store for a strawberry sundae. There sat freckle-faced young Teacher Scopes, in his blue shirt and hand-painted bow tie, grinning with bashful curiosity at passers-by ("like the Prince of Wales," said one fanciful reporter) and listening to his proud father, Thomas Scopes of Paducah, Ky., exclaim: "John was always an extraordinary boy." Father Scopes was proceeding to uncomplimentary remarks about Lawyer Bryan when the son interrupted...
...screen, a shadow flickered?a shadow with feet like boxcars and a smile like the last soliloquy of Hamlet. He was a tenderfoot. The date was the year of Our Lord 1896?a period in which gentlemen were proud to spend several thousand dollars of lousy paper money to dig up a couple of ounces of mica "in the Klondike. ... A blizzard. A straggling company of ragged monte-banks passing through a wintry defile; Chilkoot Pass. Chaplin left behind in the dash for gold, blown to the door of a lonely cabin. Does the hearty Westerner within open his door...
...some Italian lake with my beloved Shelley, Keats, and violin. ... I am too tragic by nature. ... I don't give a damn about anybody. ..." Critics took him up. On the strength of his avowed penchant for philosophical thought, they decided that he was a genius. H. G. Wells was proud to meet him. George Bernard Shaw gave him a couple of hundred well-chosen words. Meanwhile, Genius Chaplin continued to put one foot in front of the other much as before. He sat down in eggs. He held babies in his lap. His salary became $1,000,000 a year...