Word: ugh
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...finals of a contest for the title of Ideal College Girl, careering Novelist Fannie Hurst was disgusted to find that the major ambition of all the finalists was marriage, not a career. She snapped: "I'm sick of the lot of you. ... If this is the younger generation-ugh!" The London Times published a quatrain written by England's Poet Laureate John Masefield to commemorate Prime Minister Chamberlain's visit to Reichsführer Hitler: As Priam to Achilles for his son, So you, into the night, divinely led, To ask that young men's bodies...
...real life Frances Dee is Mrs. Joel McCrea. In general Wells Fargo is ably cast, and the production & settings are convincingly accurate. Most plausible period scene: gangling Bob Burns, as an ingratiating Leatherstocking of the plains, conversing endlessly with his laconic Indian companion, Pawnee, whose total vocabulary is "ugh...
...hours, and showed no sign of concluding although it was 3 a. m., even Harry Greene grew bored watching. They approached the platform, where Comora in legal fashion smartly tapped Father Divine on the chest with the summons. According to the process server, Father Divine shouted "Ugh!" or "a sort of a yell," and the assembly room became uproar...
...meant to have a primitive compulsion about it, and in many places it has. Loretta Young is Ramona. When she learns that her mother's skin was red, duty joins inclination to make her marry Alessaudro, a very handsome Indian played by Don Ameche with none of the traditional "Ugh". In the course of a very persecuted life Alessandro gets shot to death. But just when divine justice is being reproachfully questioned by Ramona's homely protectress, along comes Filipe (Kent Taylor), Ramona's other lover, and promises to be a satisfactory compensation. If these broad outlines leave you cold...
...British tar's lot was not a happy one. "To be flogged was to be tortured. The first stroke laid on by a brawny boatswain's mate, as hard as he could at the full length of his arm, would always jerk an involuntary 'Ugh!' out of even the most hardened unfortunate 'seized up to' the grating at the gangway; six blows tore the flesh horribly, while after a dozen the back looked like 'so much putrefied liver.' After a time the bones showed through, blood burst from the bitten tongue...