Word: charwomen
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...look out of my window I see the flag half-masted over the President, but the grief of the Londoners is much less articulate. When I arrived at the office I heard two charwomen discussing Roosevelt's passing-two women who have, like some of us, endured the blitz, the flying bombs, the rockets in London. 'Blimey!' says one, 'Ain't it a bleeding shime? I'll bet ole Winnie an' Joe'll miss 'im.' 'Do you remember those destroyers he gave us?' says the other. Two poor...
...Squire sentiment for old names, old fields, old ways" to the obstinacy of coal miners who labor in wretched forms of physical drudgery, yet "are more averse to new machinery than the mine owners are. . . . When the love for an old hall by a college pf dons dooms charwomen to carry coal scuttles up and slop jars down three flights of stairs, the conservatism has a flavor not idyllic. Yet kitchen help in my college almost struck last winter over the installation of a plate-washer...
...opening session, Franklin Roosevelt made a brief appearance (shortly after the conferees had been told that Washington charwomen receive more pay than 44,000 U.S. teachers). The President spoke in support of NEA's drive for federal aid to education without federal interference. He also told a little story about a young Georgian who, in the early '20s, had asked him to do the diploma honors at a high-school graduation. "Are you the president of the class?" asked Mr. Roosevelt. "No," replied the youth, "I am the principal." The 19-year-old principal had had one year...
...Charwomen and Queens. Peer Gynt's social glitter was in sharp contrast to the audiences the Old Vic had been used to -the long-haired, sandaled Bohemians, the cockneys, charwomen and ancients in Inverness capes who sat raptly on hard wooden benches and glared at anyone who even shuffled his feet. But in far-off days the old theater had known glitter...
Londoners could not quite bring themselves to think of the new raids as a blessing, but taxi drivers, charwomen and red-tabbed brass hats of the War Office mused in much the same words: "Maybe we were getting careless. These raids are getting us good and mad just in time for the Second Front...