Word: jovially
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...than 50 years. The headmaster now is Old Sawney's son, William Robert Webb Jr., 72 himself. And one of the newest faculty members is Grandson William Robert Webb III, just back from the wars. About 2,000 miles away, at Claremont, Calif., Sawney's youngest son. jovial, pipe-smoking Thompson Webb, 58, was about to begin another year at the 24-year-old Webb School of California...
...sunned himself on the yacht's fantail, went swimming, loafed, read. One day jovial Crony George Allen persuaded him, against his better judgment, to take a fishing trip. To his delight he caught more fish than anyone else in the party-13½ pounds all told. Even better, Major General Harry A. Vaughan got seasick while the President did not feel a qualm...
Tamara is the pretty, 24-year-old wife of plump, jovial Eddy Gilmore, the A.P.'s Moscow Bureau chief, now on leave in the U.S. It took a cable from Wendell Willkie to Joseph Stalin to make their marriage possible. Tamara Chernashova was a dancer in Moscow's famous ballet until some bureaucrat transferred her so that she would not see too much of the American reporter. (Their two-year-old daughter is named Victoria Wendell...
Combining penny-pinching and trail-blazing is no soft task. Jack, the jovial, flashily sport-coated Warner in charge of production, has spent years policing the 120-acre lot at Burbank, making certain that no unnecessary lights are burning and that everybody is at work. Insisting that even high-bracket writers check in every morning by 9:30, Jack also knows how to deal with unimaginative studio types. He dreaded having to explain to Warner salesmen in 1935 that he planned to film a tony biography of Louis Pasteur. Paul Muni, he announced tersely, would be starred in a picture...
They are the uncompromising writers. As they grow up, they go on looking at people and things as they did when they were children, with a certain ulterior fixity of attention. The nervous and jovial object in the living room is Uncle Alfred, yes; but they cannot let it go at that; neither can they stop trying to define other things they see and feel. They are the writers who are born artists, and early in life this is apt to be a troublesome condition. It is a fact that they might write something exciting, one day to be regarded...