Word: tearful
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Wealthy Sculptress Gertrude Vanderbilt Whitney decided to tear down the Harry Payne Whitney house-one of the last great mansions left on Manhattan's upper Fifth Avenue. Her husband willed it to her at his death in 1930 but she rarely lived there. A limestone and marble pile with ceilings imported from Italian palaces, a ballroom 63 ft. long and 45 ft. high, it was decorated by the late, famed Stanford White. All its furnishings and every fixture that can be detached will be aucioned off April 29 and 30. Among the furnishings: paintings by Gainsborough and Van Dyck...
Says Artist Benton: "Evil and predatory forces are always with us. . . . Humanity must . . . rise up and tear their evil out of them and kill them. For this task, sensual hate, ferocity and brute will are necessary. . . . In these designs there is none of the pollyanna fat that the American people are in the habit of being fed. I have made these pictures for all Americans who will look at them...
Intended to prove that France made a mistake in declaring war on Germany, the trial, after four weeks, had shown only why France had not been prepared to tear the Germans limb from limb. A fortnight ago Hitler publicly exploded that such evidences of the French mentality were "incomprehensible." Last week Vichy feared that he might pounce on the trial as an excuse to end collaboration...
...fifth day the first rain came. Dixon made "the lads" take off their underwear, tear it into strips which soaked up the rain and could be squeezed into an oar pocket. The next morning Aldrich used the pocketknife to spear a fish which "looked something like what we used to call a pumpkin perch. We ate the liver, all the innards and some of the flesh...
...tiny orphans, has gorgeous dreams of a fairy ball and finds a real-life Prince Charming in the person of a London bobby, seems today as offensively cute as a grownup babbling baby talk. It is also blatantly tremulous, with a sustained catch in its throat and a pandering tear in its eye. Worse yet, it is so saccharine that the Scots in Barrie seems to have become butterscots. The play has that most dreadful of all forms of coquetry-a child...