Word: soulfully
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...olive-brown pixie who founded the Zulu Social Aid and Pleasure Club in a woodshed 30 years ago, had never been King of the Zulus. He hardly cared. As daily host to the Zulus at his cafe (now called the Brown Bomber) on Perdido Street, he was the uncrowned soul of Zulu. And at last, this year, John Metoyer was elected King...
This English doctor, now old and weary, still has the soul of a crusader. Not content with a job well done, he insists on pushing ahead with a fanatic zeal. Knowledge of this work has forced upon Vag an irrepressible desire to learn more about it. Partly for this reason, partly in tribute to a great leader, Vag is going to hear Sir Wilfred Grenfell speak this evening at eight o'clock in the large lecture room of the Fogg Museum...
Vocalist Bob Eberly turned out a performance on the band's record of "Body and Soul" a few weeks ago that gives him the tap as being the best band vocalist working. He has a swell voice that's well enough trained so that he can be heard sans microphone, something most singers have to think twice about. The "Colonel" has in addition a swell sense of humor that makes him one of the band's chief assets...
...high seas, and now to relinquish these rights through fear of Hitlerism is to dishonor our dead. . . . The proposition is utterly destitute of courage and moral sense. . . . One of my sons was gassed and the other was a combatant soldier. . . . But a nation without spirit or an elevated soul is as bad as a derelict on the seas. . . . This country should not be content simply to eat and sleep and go to the movies. That would be a sorry contribution to modern civilization...
...ancestors (healthy, middle-of-the-road sea captains, churchmen, businessmen, who "neither rise nor fall"), of his sheltered childhood, of his innocent young manhood as a schoolteacher in Australia, medical student in London, platonic lover of Olive Schreiner (The Story of an African Farm), who called him "my Soul's wifie." At that time, Ellis candidly confesses, he was 5' 10½" tall, weighed 150 Ibs., had a 23-in. mesocephalic head, an unusually high instep, a long great toe, "scented cheeks," and his castoff shirts smelled like cedar. He was planning his life "largely and spaciously...