Word: drunkards
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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SPEAK NO EVIL-Mignon G. Eberhart-Random House ($2). Married to a rich drunkard, Elizabeth Dakin nearly hangs for his shooting in their Jamaica, B. W. I. villa. Two other men want her, two other women don't. Add a slobbering male secretary and you have a hot time at old Montego...
...Philadelphia last week, some 75 experts of the Research Council on Problems of Alcohol held a symposium on the evils of drink. With scientific gusto they tore The Drunkard limb from limb, laid bare his heart, brain, blood, stomach, nerves. They shook his family tree, examined his jail record, dissected his education, wagged their heads over his abuse of Wife & Child. As they drifted out of meetings and refreshed themselves with cocktails, many of the experts confessed that they had no idea of how to cure The Drunkard. Some doctors thought it was a chemical job. Some criminologists said...
...mouth and a copy of the play in hand, he takes the audience by the arm and points out the simple charms of Grover's Corners. He introduce the Gibb's and the Webbs; Joe Crowell, the paper boy; Howie Newsome, the milkman. He shows you Simno Stimson, the drunkard organist, whose life is like a pathetic symphony with a tragic coda. These are the common folk of "Our Town," brought to life you by a sincere and enthusiastic cast. You may find faults; there are moments when Rowland Bishop's Dr.Gibbs is just a little over pompous; there...
Last year a group of eminent scientists, most of whom would rather drink cocktails than tea, banded together to wrest the U. S. Drunkard from the hands of the temperance movement. Bolstered by grants from several learned societies, the Research Council on Problems of Alcohol, under the leadership of Dr. Winfred Overholser of Washington's St. Elizabeth's Hospital, set projects stirring in a half-dozen U. S. universities. Members tackled such problems as the Drunkard's liver, stomach, love for his mother...
...twenty-five years ago. In June 1916, when I was in Dankerque, we had six or seven alarms every night. But I have never experienced the bombing of Paris. There is incongrnity in those words: as if a beautiful woman had been slapped in the face by a drunkard...