Word: throws
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...able-bodied Irish matrons, Mrs. Murphy and Mrs. Callahan, hurl garbled Hibernian-English at each other over a backyard fence. They grab at each other's hair, throw pots and pans. They swat their children, who make love in cow-like fashion and threaten to entangle the two families in matrimonial alliances. In the end, of course, the children do get married...
...journals. You have an irritating habit of dubbing people with names according to their calling or accomplishments, a style of writing that gives an impression of veiled sarcasm from which no one is immune. Your latest accomplishment has been to find (issue for July 4) a little mud to throw at Col. Charles Lindbergh in your discussion of his "signed" story, classing him with Peaches Browning and Ruth Snyder. If your attitude toward him hadn't been clear before, it is now. Your petty article reminds one of the small-town gossip whose chief joy lies in muddying some...
...made up his mind to discontinue absolutely and permanently in any publication owned by him all articles such as those that had given offense to Jews. He added that if his orders were violated he would?I quote his words?'shut the thing down completely and throw out the machinery...
Movies. In the Nittany Theatre, where Penn State undergraduates stamp their feet and throw peanuts at the shadows of Harold Lloyd and Gloria Swanson, the chemists admired cinematic views of chemical wonders. A strip of animated drawings designed and presented by the General Electric Co. projected the electron theory of atoms into visible action, showing protons and their spinning satellites moving about to form molecular cubes, circles, chains, polymorphs...
...drawing-room, Mr. Healy began to throw things and the others joined him. The bottles were their favorite ammunition, but when the last pint had crashed into "The Old Man's" (by Rubens) forehead, its dregs and fragments joining the unholy litter on the rug, they picked up vases, jars, bookends, ash trays. They caved in the forehead of the youngest Lommelini (by Van Dyck), raked the mother's face with chair legs, sent a bottle-neck through the Lommelini daughter's cheek. One of them yanked open the vitals of a $17,000; built-in parlor...