Word: sures
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Patrick's. The job of manager-coach was just too big for one man (all the other clubs have split it up). The Rangers now have eight farm clubs and 284 players, and Boucher wanted time to scout them for new talent. Son Lynn Patrick was not even sure that his father approved of his promotion: "He thinks I'm not ready for the job. He's never thought I was ready for anything...
...While the left leg took three kicks to one arm stroke, the right leg dragged with only a slight relaxed flutter; then the left one dragged while the right one kicked three times. The crowd cheered Handy's demonstration, but most coaches were a little skeptical. Handy was sure that time would vindicate him. Said he: "When I was younger and got a new idea, I'd get out and break a record. That would show 'em. I'm too old to do that...
...Times's amiable Brooks Atkinson turned the other cheek. He paid to put a two-line blurb from his own review into the play's small daily ad in the Times. Before accepting it, the paper's finicky advertising department checked with Anderson, who said, "Why sure, if he wants to pay for it." Next day the Playwrights' Company happily announced: "Atkinson has initiated a welcome trend . . . [We] will welcome similar advertising contributions...
Miss Tatlock's Millions. A comedy that wrings sure laughs from some questionable subjects; with John Lund and Barry Fitzgerald (TIME...
Russell's answer must have been tolerant, because Lawrence promptly complained that it was. He then went on to say: "You must put off your . . . knowledge . . . you must live in my world . . . if I can't inhabit yours." To make sure, he went to stay a few days with Russell in Cambridge, rushed away in a state of "melancholic malaria." "I wish you would swear a sort of allegiance with me," he said. ". . . I have been much too Christian . . . I must drop all about God . . . You must drop all your democracy . . . There must be an aristocracy . . . a Ruler...