Word: feverishly
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...things, not in the things you know. Katherine Brush qualifies either way you like. Being the daughter of Headmaster Charles S. Ingham of Dummer Academy (South Byfield, Mass.), only 26 and surpassing fair, she comes naturally by her understanding of nice young modern emotions. How she assimilated the more feverish, spotty metropolitan spectacle-down to the contents of a drug-store cowboy's frayed wallet, stage door argot and the private thoughts of night club Neros-is another story. She worked on metropolitan newspapers, married T. Stewart Brush of the New York Herald Tribune staff, whose father, Lewis Brush...
...wave and, likewise, the abysmal depth of the trough into which it can forthwith plunge him. There have been newly-elected presidents: and there have been x-presidents. There are heros of the hour and there are men, and women too, who have had their famous moments. Fickle and feverish attention is the vice of a child. There is much material for the sociologist in the childishness of the American public. The tabloids have exploited it professionally. Walter Lippmann and Professor Abbott have touched upon it philosophically. Realistic novelists have for several decades past been turning it to hand...
...Hoch!" roared the crowd, while only the royal colors of Bavaria (white & light blue) streamed in the breeze. Impressionable, warmhearted, those jolly South-Germans were on a veritable spree of local patriotism. Prussia, land of shaven polls and square jaws, seemed alien and dis-tant-the Enemy, with its feverish industrialism and its cold, northern Berlin. They were Bavarians, and before them stood their "Rightful King." Was he not even a Hero-King? Certainly he had been a Feldmarschall during the War, and commanded troops which struck fast and far into enemy territory. Suddenly, in a bright emotional haze, there...
Perhaps there seem to drum in imagination's ear those feverish midnight hoofbeats which so often heralded (in winter or summer, snow or clear) the approach of the mad yet somehow great King Ludwig II of Bavaria (1845-1886). The hoofbeats become a roar, and then the gilded coach or sleigh is seen. In the darkness its powerful interior lighting reveals the King, often in his golden crown, lolling at ease yet disconsolate. A robe of rich stuff lies across his knees and those of the young officer who is always beside him?for Ludwig will have none of women...
Proceedings. Onetime (1921-1925), Premier Georges Theunis of Belgium opened the Conference, as Chairman last week with innocuous words: "Economic dislocation of Europe . . . feverish mentality produced by the War . . . this Conference must show the way to a future bright with hope...