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...inspired by the genius and unerring tactical wisdom of Major General Claire Lee Chennault. On the ground it is a strange compound of unselfish human labor: patient Chinese who work miracles by numbers and sweat where machines are inadequate or just not available; windburned Americans in dusty coveralls who whoop and holler as they work, spend their off hours talking about home...
...Duke & Duchess of Windsor, having found the Duchess' 70-year-old "Aunt Bessie" Merryman nicely recovering in a Boston hospital from a broken hip, moved on to Newport for genteel whoop-de-do. Boston newspapers had counted the couple's luggage, duly reported 31 pieces. For that, the Duchess gave interviewers a lecture, called it all "most extraordinary," pointed out that the 31 pieces were not just for herself and husband but also a maid, a valet and a secretary. Wrote Herald Columnist Bill Cunningham: "Possibly I'm stupid but it seems to me that this makes...
...thrown the House into an uproar. Congressmen feared it as a bold proposal. Now it seemed to be a very mild little document, less specific even than the Republican foreign policy adopted at Mackinac (TIME, Sept. 20). This week it was set to slide through the House with a whoop...
Next, go to your radio set. Approach the object with all the pent up sneer you can muster. (This last direction is straight from Frend.) Then, with rapidly successive strokes, pluck each shiny tube from its smug receptacle, clutch gleefully in both hands, and with a heinous whoop," or whatever other sound may best express your innermost emotions, smash one at a time against the book-piled desk at which you've sat so many hot nights. After this act of delicious reprisal, grab the nearest blunt weapon, and bludgeon to permanent silence the obstinate object of your electronic muddle...
Jean Arthur, at 37, still is unexcelled at the art of portraying pretty young things; none of Hollywood's starlets can come within a whoop and a holler of her perfection. McCrea, whose "hand-somest pair of masculine legs" are revealed in all their pristine splendor for feminine onlookers, is strong and silent surpassingly. Bennett is good--surprisingly good in a thankless role. But the honors must go to Charles Coburn, whose portraiture of an elderly busybody is convulsingly funny while it ties the picture together. The scene in which McCrea gets his arms around Miss Arthur after five minutes...