Word: worded
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...figured that Jim Farley's sole object was to line up convention delegates for himself is the fact that in politics-his profession-he is as hard-headed a man as there is alive. He is an automaton of political finesse, a tireless, viceless performer of the right word & deed at the right time for political effect. As such he is most interested in backing a candidate who will win nomination and election in 1940. If that candidate is James Aloysius Farley, that will suit him fine. If it is Franklin Roosevelt or some other, Jim Farley will accommodate...
...Darned is the word the ladies use-or once used-for damned. Don't say darned in pseudo-blasphemy or in poetry, or in regard to mending the socks...
...Archabbot Aurelius Stehle, who had established a Catholic University in Peiping, China, borrowed $250,000 from Peiping's National City Bank at 7% (legal Chinese rate), for repairs and new buildings. Archabbot Stehle died, control of the university passed from the Benedictines to the Society of the Divine Word, and the loan went unpaid. In 1936, the bank brought suit against the Benedictines, who countered by claiming that their Archabbot, in conducting the affairs of the university, had acted independently of the Society. A Federal judge in Pittsburgh decided otherwise last fortnight. The Benedictines' attorney announced he would...
...before sailing for Canada (see p. 24), went to hear Maestro Arturo Toscanini conduct a Beethoven concert in Queen's Hall. During the intermission the King invited the Maestro to visit him in the royal box. The Maestro, who once shushed Mussolini for talking during a concert, sent word that a royal presentation would distract him too much...
Almost all of Frost's earlier poems were attempts to make himself more completely known to this womanly presence who was his chosen judge. But never once did his wife give his poems a word of praise, though she knew them like the palm of her hand. Frost's early poems read like invocations of a conscience which, if it left him, would leave him lost-yet whose presence made every day, however perfect, a judgment day. But even these early poems show Frost almost as willing to play hide-&-seek with judgment as to face...