Word: wittedly
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...works out for a poor white farmer, John Sprouse. John has chronic rheumatism which does not endear him to Sarah, his lusty-bodied wife. Her eyes roam to Luther's agile body in the fields, and there they stay. She tries to snare him, but he has the wit to stay away. Meanwhile John Sprouse's worthless brother Bengo debauches Sis, and, to forestall Luther's possible revenge, attacks him. Luther, broken-hearted about Sis, who can never pass for an Indian girl now, knows it is time for him to clear out of Ball...
Here is a clever, biting political satire born of the nimble brain and acid wit of Walter Hasenclaver, "der bose bub" of German dramatists since the passing of the terrible Widekind, staged all over Europe as an example of Hasenclaver "boseheit," adapted as a piece of Soviet propaganda by the People's Commisar of Education at the Second Moscow Art Theatre, and now staged for the first time in this country by the Harvard Dramatic Club on the basis of a fresh literal translation from the German text as the forty-third production of the society...
...branches laid on Goethe's tomb by the representative of Greece. Ordinary flowers were bestowed in the name of India, Haiti, South Africa, Finland and 70 more nations. The U. S. wreath?not laid by Ambassador Sackett. who was in Paris-was deposited by a grave personage whose dry wit is concealed on public occasions by his Buddha-like mien. Councilor John Wiley, chief prop of Ambassador Willys in Poland. Read the wreath which Mr. Wiley deposited at the foot of Goethe's sarcophagus: The United States of America in commemoration...
...Though the old man was dying of heart disease, he put on many a magic show to please the child. Afterwards, when his uncle was lying on his deathbed, he stole the magic paraphernalia, put on a show of his own at the village inn. Only the quick wit of his goddess, Eva Veeders, who could turn cartwheels in & out of rooms without brushing the doorposts, saved him from disgrace...
...Speaking of newspaper men", she continued, "I am utterly disillusioned about them. The movies would have it that every reporter is springing with ready wit and just brimming with the jargon of the press. They aren't at all, they are just fat, middle-aged men who sit around and never think of rushing off to a fire with flying hair and their coats half on. I mourn the passing of the old time newspaper man who always speaks past the door man and turns up in the star's dressing room fully dressed as a chorine. Give...