Word: soberly
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Many Paths (by Irving Kaye Davis; Cohn & Scanlon, producers). This year Playwright Davis* has interested himself in the artistic set. Few weeks ago, in a play called All Rights Reserved (TIME, Nov. 19), he pondered the problem of a sober essayist who goes berserk when a book by his wife leads him to believe that she ha's grown promiscuous. So Many Paths concerns an ambitious singer named Clara Kenny (Norma Terns of Mow Boat) An unsuccessful audition drives Clara to such desperation that she flings herself into the arms of a rich protector. He sends her abroad for training...
...Washington started ten days earlier and was 30%, ahead of last year. Two big Atlanta department stores reported their business up 25%. In Memphis and Dallas there were merchants who were rubbing their hands over 50%, increases. Toy buying in Chicago was the best since boom days. And sober estimates last week placed the probable dollar volume of holiday buying 16%, above a year ago and the actual volume of goods abreast...
...Cold-sober in Philadelphia, His Excellency ably lashed the Great Powers thus: "There is a tendency to look down upon Japan as un enfant gāté [spoiled child] who may run amuck at any moment. The argument too often falls upon Japanese ears in this manner: If we have the ratio of 10, we will always behave, but if you [Japan] have more than 6 or 7 it is highly probable that you will go astray.' Does not that sound too much like asserting moral superiority? It is something which Japanese susceptibility cannot tolerate. It is something...
Luis Quintanilla, 39, muralist, etcher, humanist and Spanish Republican, held his first one-man show in the U. S. last week. Pierre Matisse was his sponsor, Ernest Hemingway and John Dos Passos his patrons and apologists. On the sober walls of the Matisse Gallery 39 of Quintanilla's etchings were lined up, all handsomely mounted and glassed. Critics, collectors, and ladies in long mink coats all hurried up to see them. But Luis Quintanilla was not excited. In Madrid behind the bars of the Central Prison he was fighting for his life...
...nation when that tight little body of scientists met in Cleveland. He shouted an angry tirade against medical scientists who had long scoffed at his chemical conclusions. His philippic delighted the multitudinous foes of organized medicine. It supplied quacks with specious arguments for years to come. And in sober essence it pitted the chemist mind, which elaborates theories from a few invariable facts, against the medical mind, which accepts healing principles only after painstaking weighing of forever varying human factors...