Word: wayes
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...contribution to democratic amity makes Emily Post look like an aborigine. Four years in the making (by a Vogue associate editor), it pronounces the last, unquestionable Word on subjects ranging from table manners and cookery to the knottier intricacies of proper behavior for divorcees and the correct way to address a letter to an Archimandrite of the Greek Orthodox Church ("The Very Reverend Archimandrite"). Cold-toned, it tries to sell etiquette purely as a civic virtue. "Think of ball games," raps Author Fenwick (who obviously never does) "without a conventional seating system. Whenever egos touch . . . common sense demands a system...
Vogue's Book is sure to worm its way into the shelves (or secret drawers) of many a home, because it caters to the social yearnings of all classes-from the sportsman who needs to know what kind of mourning is appropriate to driven-bird shooting (a black arm band on a tweed coat) to the unfortunate who still needs to be told that "oil is mispronounced 'erl.' " Some of it is what the whole book imagines itself to be: plain common sense and practical advice. But there is also a great deal of pedantic nonsense whose...
...attack Wednesday night was a result of artificial hysteria. The University may feel that it is necessary to punish those students responsible; however, the HYD and Mr. Stocking desire nothing more in the way of punishment than that these students be made to recompense him for the damage they caused. We feel that what is much more important is that the University should make a public statement strongly condemning this attack and the hysteria that caused it. The University must reiterate its stand on the rights of undergraduate organizations. It must take a definite stand against the disruption of meetings...
...Some of their aims are asinine," Moody stated. "We don't support them in any way, shape or form...
...people in the Harvard stands didn't go to sleep, though. They screamed and yelled and hollered as Valpey's harvest hands mowed down the Bruins. When Paul Shafer began cutting his way through the middle of the line, one Crimson enthusiast cut loose with a Diesel horn for accompaniment. The Brown linemen must have found the sound chillingly appropriate as they encountered the head, knees, elbows, and hips of Mr. Shafer...