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...Tail Roarer. A Nacogdoches County boy who never finished high school, Vail Ennis high-tailed it for the oilfields when he was 16. He neither drank nor smoked, but he was a heller who would try to whup the pants off anybody he met. The Bee County sheriff cottoned to this abstemious rip-tail roarer and made him his chief deputy in 1941. In 1943, Vail killed his first man when he shot "his way out of a tight place while making an arrest. He was tried for murder, and acquitted. A year later he was elected sheriff. Fifteen days...
Catchpenny Clamor. The urgency was obvious. Therefore it was not surprising that Lord Beaverbrook, inveterate roarer for a second front, should roar again to the peers of the realm: "I believe that the war is not won. Whatever may be the plans of the Germans, we should strike and strike now, before the Germans can regroup their divisions. We should strike before the Germans can recover from the Russian offensive...
...fighting men, he can justify all his actions of the past 30 years in terms most Germans can understand and applaud. For a good end he stooped to low means. He shucked dignity, closed his eyes to principles, was alternately sycophant, stout leader, wheedling trimmer and belligerent hell-roarer. The method worked. Few years ago his Navy was "the ugly little stepchild of the Government." Today the stepchild is a favorite, Germans can look on its face and find it shining and full of promise...
...stiff-necked hell-roarer, the Nazi's No. 1 engineer is a soft-spoken handsome man of 49 who prefers the tweed coat, breeches and boots of an engineer on the job to his medal-decked Storm Trooper's uniform. Seldom seen in public, he spends the time he can spare from his multiplicity of jobs in Munich with his wife and five children. Subordinates like his lack of ceremony, call him "our Doctor...
Through the winter and early spring, General McNair made himself scarce around GHQuarters, batted around the country in Army planes looking over all kinds of outfits. No doctrinaire and no hell-roarer, West Pointer McNair still found plenty of fault, learned plenty about 1941-model U.S. officers and soldiers. By spring he had 21 officers on his staff, each a specialist in his branch, and G.H.Q. inspectors began to drop in on Army posts from Boston to San Diego, to see how things were going...