Word: roguish
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...pitched horseshoes to whet his appetite for a birthday luncheon party in the office of Attorney General Tom Clark. The party was gay. Even the six Supreme Court Justices present guffawed when the finically dressed President put on a roguish Texas sombrero. Carefree as a boy, Harry Truman sliced a toothsome birthday cake with three flickering candles-for the past, present and future...
Trenet is just 30, six feet tall, and built like a halfback. His creamy tenor occasionally softens to a bedroom whisper, but usually it is roguish and rolling. As he sings, he twists and crumples a battered felt hat. That was how he began ten years ago in Paris' Bohemian cabaret Le Boeuf sur le Toit (The Ox on the Roof). Soon he was earning more on the radio and in the music halls than Chevalier. During the war he sang for French prisoners in Germany. He looks well-fed; as he explains it, "there is always a crust...
This modernized version of Jack and the Beanstalk, told in roguish tones and with many a froggy giggle, has held thousands of moppets glued to the phonograph. It has also kept radio's Hal Peary well stocked in golden eggs. As Throckmorton P. Gildersleeve, the befuddled buffoon he portrays for NBC (Sun., 6:30-7 p.m., E.S.T.), he got $40,000 for recording Jack, Puss in Boots and Rumpelstiltskin in a four-record album for Capitol Records. ("I did it just for a lark," said he, "and didn't expect to make more than carfare money...
Willie in his roguish way Tipped Grandpa on the fire one day. Mother said "My dear that's cruel! But of course it does save fuel...
...shapely brown shoulders and a round, roguish face, framed in a triangle of white light, showed above the grand piano's shining ebony. From the keyboard Chopin's Minute Waltz flowed fleetly, ripplingly. For a while it surged along according to Chopin. Then watchers saw an impish flicker of a smile, an insinuating movement of a shoulder. Came the first suggestion of a hot lick; another, and another. Then Hazel Scott began to "break it down," and was off in a wild mélange of pianistics, sweet, hot, Beethoven and Count Basic...