Word: hell
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Dates: during 1940-1940
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...green upper branches and pierced the dust that rose in the grove. The crowd cheered through Representative Charles Halleck's introduction of Speaker Joe Martin, cheered through Joe Martin's introduction of Wendell Willkie, cheered Willkie for ten minutes before he could begin. They wanted a hell-fire-and-brimstone speech after their long wait; it would have been easy to win cheers with an unsparing condemnation of Franklin Roosevelt and all his works. And that was not the kind of speech that Candidate Willkie had prepared...
...relax their blockade, so that the U. S. could feed the population of German-occupied areas. "Their [the Belgians'] situation is very, very serious. . . . Present supplies, with severe rationing . . . will last until September 1, or at best early October. If you gentlemen think the Continent is a howling hell now, what do you think it will be this winter...
...Hell immediately popped around Mr. Cudahy. The British and U. S. press, the American Legion in the U. S., resented his comparison of U. S. and Nazi soldiers. Britons steamed at his remarks about the Belgian surrender. But what mostly got up Washington's and London's ire was John Cudahy's implicit plea to Great Britain to weaken its blockade, to the U. S. to press the British to do so. Acting Secretary of State Sumner Welles had Washington correspondents in for a press conference, tucked in his chin, lit into his old friend John Cudahy...
...Hell & Heaven. The wreck of a country that is Spain today could use a few conquests - Gibraltar, probably a slice of French Morocco and Algeria, possibly a nip of Southern France - to divert the people's minds from their empty bellies, their sick and their war-crazed, their smoldering hatred and ever-present fear. Spaniards say: "It is hell now, but it is heaven compared to the war." Half a million are still in jail, packed six to ten in two-man cells, sleeping in two-hour relays. Twenty or 30 a day are executed...
When The Doltons Rode (Universal), by the same studio and director (George Marshall) who made Destry Rides Again, attempts to repeat that highly successful picture's formula of saddling a horse opera with a fresh script, riding hell-for-leather with a good cast. When elegant Kay Francis is discovered perched on a corral, counting steers and fluttering her false eyelashes at buckish Randolph Scott, the parallel with the picture which revivified Marlene Dietrich with a draft of Western air is unmistakable...