Word: clippings
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Princess Margaret was happy as a grig in her new role as chief godparent,* and Princess Elizabeth herself, rosy-cheeked and radiant once more, was only a little shy about her new motherhood. She proudly displayed a new gold, sapphire and ruby clip presented her by Philip in honor of the occasion. Only Prince Charles himself showed any displeasure at the proceedings. When the photographers turned their battery of lights full in his face, he bawled hugely and had to be pacified by a Georgian silver rattle which was appropriately produced by a well-accoutered cameraman...
First of all, the ever-truthful films dwelt lovingly on the play of sophomore end Dike Hyde. Twice Nelson stopped the film to point out Hyde as the latter disposed of up to three Yales at a clip. His offensive work was almost flawless...
...wrote Crusade in Europe after four years of prodding from friends in & out of the Army. Once he decided to do it, he made a quick, sharp campaign of it. On Feb. 7 of this year, in his quarters at Fort Myer, Va., he started to dictate at a clip of 5,000 words a day, pacing steadily as he talked. After his shorthand expert had left for the day, he corrected the first draft, began to add to it in longhand, and soon found himself working on until 3 a.m. By March 24-46 days later-he was finished...
Clicking along at an 18-hour-a-day clip, the Dixiecrats' Candidate J. Strom Thurmond turned up one night last week with his pretty wife Jean for an outdoor supper in Augusta, Ga. and a rally in the Municipal Auditorium. The crowd of 3,000 was well-scrubbed, well-dressed and soberly attentive. Candidate Thurmond's appeal, it was clear, was to Augusta's upper classes...
...Never anything more than sheer slapstick with all the attendent pratfalls, squashed toppers, and skinned knees, "Bringing Up Baby" lacks the necessary speed of action and the vital, high caliber gags to carry it over the inevitable slow spots. It bogs and badly after starting off at a tremendous clip. The middle reels, where any normally intelligent gagman would be clearing the decks for a final smashing boffola, are gummed up by a miserably dull jail routine that talks the audience straight into dreamland. And they sleep right on through to the bitter end. Cary Grant stars opposite Hepburn...