Word: wristed
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...first starring part. There are times when Erwin reads the pathos between his lines a little too vociferously but there are other times when his confident naiveté suggests a Chaplin who can talk. He makes Merton's grand gesture of presenting the extra girl with a wrist watch hilarious by the way he says: "It's a little token of my esteem and . . . it's guaranteed." Director William Beaudine had fine dialog to work with and he put in a few sharp touches of his own. The gross face of an anonymous cinemaddict who is almost...
Small Babe Mercer, 6 in. long, weighed 12 oz. at birth. Three weeks old and weighing 8 oz., she was thriving last week in Chadbourn, N. C. on two medicine droppers of milk every two hours. A finger ring would fit her wrist...
...volume novel Wolf Solent, in spite of Critic H. L. Mencken's dictum that no two-volume novel ever failed, Author Powys confines the 1,174 pages of his latest fanciful vignette within the covers of a single book. Hard on the reader's wrist, its insistent author's perverse philosophizing is liable to be hard on many a reader's patience too. "Folks 'ud rayther brew their own broth theyselves then be fed wi' all the Milk o' Paradise" is a bit of Penny Pitches' Glastonbury wisdom that fits...
...automobile driver's license. He asked the examiner: "How long have you driven?" "Thirty years." Observed Shaw: "Then you soon will drive as well as I." Last week Driver Shaw drove a rented automobile into a ditch, jolting himself severely and injuring his wife's wrist. Meanwhile he heard from London that his ten-year-old fight to have a garbage dump removed from the vicinity of his Hertfordshire home had finally succeeded...
...refused to see Miss Walsh (his comment: "The hell with her") ; but to the end he supplied a certain amount of drama of his own kind. He bade a friendly farewell to the warden whose broken wrist was in a sling. Said he: "Gee, I feel sorry for you." (The warden, for the first time in his twelve years administration, did not attend the execution.) He walked grinning to the chair, told one of the guards that one of the electrodes against his leg did not seem tight enough, and he died...