Word: throws
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Leiber's characterizations of Hamlet is impressive and forceful, and he does not endeavor so to emphasize his role as to throw the other characters unreasonably into the background. On the contrary his supporting cast contributes greatly to the excellence of his own interpretation of Hamlet, Louis Leon Hall and Irby Marshall as the king and queen being particularly satisfactory. Philip Quin in the part of Polonius somehow tails, in the opinion of the reviewer, to give an altogether persuasive representation, but, inasmuch as the true character of the Lord Chamberlain is largely a matter for opinion. Mr. Quin...
...defeat his Freshman team suffered at the hands of Yale two years ago his playing stood out as one of the few bright spots in a gloomy afternoon. In recent scrimmages he has been showing up well as a running back, which combined with an ability to throw and handle passes has advanced him to the position of an excellent first stging possibility...
...roof of a house in Canandaigua, N. Y., there stood a fat squirrel who looked like "Babe" Ruth. On the limb of an oak tree not far off, stood another. Soon the squirrel on the oak limb picked up an acorn, moistened it as if about to throw a spitball, pirouetted with an acorn clasped in waving paw, then threw a spitball to the squirrel on the roof who caught the pitched nut. Through a whole autumn afternoon these two impudent squirrels thus aped their betters playing baseball. (Such, at any rate, was the substance of a report vouched...
Vainly did French Foreign Minister Aristide Briand throw oil on troubled waters by supporting his Locarno policy. "It is only a beginning," he cried. "The road to peace is never the line of least resistance." But doubt remained as to whether or not "the beginning" were not the beginning of the end of Locarno...
...Llanfairpwyllcylghlantsillohogh, which not even the glib Walker tongue could surround. Welcomed in Dublin as a homeboy, the Mayor of New York admitted that his eyes were full of tears; but he retained enough presence of mind to tell reporters that if they asked him about Irish politics he would "throw them out of the window." He sped to the paternal home, Castlecomer; waved at babies and grannies, made a speech on a kitchen chair. He dined with Tenor John McCormack Saturday night and took naps Sunday afternoon. Then he held up a mail steamer to hurry back to England. From...