Word: thinke
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...should successfully kidnap, say, one or two or three national figures in a certain European country, and land in another European country, or still be more successful and cross the Atlantic and land in the U. S., be arrested and incarcerated for the above deed, do you think public sentiment would be strong enough from the Chief Executive of this nation or those who are in position to use the executive power, that these said parties would not have to serve time in a Federal prison, or do you think he or they would be pardoned? I ask you this...
...plea of Mr. Van Wyck Brooks (TIME, Dec. 5) for anti-German bonfires must be both depressing and alarming to those who believe in democracy . . . depressing that one of our most educated citizens should think in terms of bonfires; alarming that he should publicly recommend "the language of bonfires" to the American people as a means of communication. His excuse for the adoption of such a "language"-that the German people can understand no other-is a metaphor that exceeds poetic license...
...honestly and sincerely think that Mr. Lowes has been one of the greatest teachers in the English Department and one of its greatest scholars, and that his going means an irreparable loss...
...Derrydale Press. Offices of The Derrydale Press are a paneled dining room in an old brownstone mansion off Manhattan's Park Avenue. Unforewarned, an old-line author would probably think he had stumbled into the home of some eccentric country gentleman. Like as not he would be sniffed by a bird dog. On the reception table is sometimes a bag of quail. The stenographer keeps her clips and pins in a dry-fly box. The bookkeeper uses a dipsy (sinker) for a paperweight...
...cash number of her snow she felt as if she were "coming out of a Turkish bath." In fact she complained of being in continuous hurry and dash: at 3 o'clock Monday morning she will leave Boston after 37 shows in 40days. "And then a five day rest,--think goodness!" Miss Henie sighed, and dimpled. She expected to spend most of this time in the arms of Morpheus--god of sleep...