Word: sheepishness
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...postpone a court test until NRA was an established success, and Mr. Richberg, who had declined to make the Court test on the Belcher lumber case (TIME, April 8) and then picked the Schechter case as the best way of taking NRA to Court, must both have felt distinctly sheepish. New Deal lieutenants on the House Ways & Means Committee fiddled around fruitlessly with a new bill to plug the holes the Supreme Court had dug in the Recovery...
Four of Lynchburg, Va.'s seven city fathers last week looked sheepish as men who had gone to school with them pointed derisive fingers. The Lynchburg council had made a monkey of itself over arithmetic. The council was about to tax Chesapeake & Potomac Telephone Co. of Virginia 3% of its gross revenue for doing business in the city, when a councilman suggested that the franchise tax be set at 1½% and the company be required to provide city officials with 40 free telephones. A 3% tax was calculated to yield $8,000. The annual charge for 40 telephones...
TIME, June 11, Animals, p. 38, footnote: ''So, rarely, do horses, cows, SHEEP, deer [have multiple births.]" You should feel a little ''sheepish'' about the sheep part of your note. One hundred ten to 130% lamb crops are not uncommon in California. So you see a few of the woolies must double up to bring this about...
Will Rogers in "Mr. Skitch, is, as usual, more of a toastmaster than an actor. He noseys around in his usual aimless fashion, scratches the back of his head and exhibits that sheepish Rogers smile. There is no doubt that as the writer of the Washington letter and the originator of a radio football game in which world celebrities take part he is a talented and versatile man. As such it is interesting to watch him parade his personality in "Mr. Skitch." Despite a few comedy situations and the presence of Zasu Pitts and Eugene Pallette, the film fails...
...negro chauffeur sped a man and woman from California into Arizona. When it failed to stop at the border inspection station near Toprock, an irate motorcycle policeman chased it a mile down the road, waved it to the side of the road. He looked at the two passengers. A sheepish grin came over his face. He waved them on. At Holbrook, Ariz., stopping for the night, they registered as Robert Brown and Mary Jones, took rooms 12 & 17. Next morning as they paid their bill, Hotel Proprietor Joe Gerwitz looked at the woman in dark glasses, smirked. They sped away...