Word: somehow
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...original, credible. The episode hinging on it is strenuously exciting. An acrobat climbing up his wire ladder in a tent show to do a double somersault with his head in a sack, knows that the colleague who is to catch him would heartily like to see him dead. Somehow as he whirls, blindfold, away from his trapeze, with no net below, he has to find a way to keep the other chap from dropping him. Deft adaptation and direction by George Abbott make the little story pleasant up to this point, and the tenth-of-a-second shot of what...
...Lampoon makes the scoop of years by filching the famous Yale fence, just when Princeton begins to feel a little sorry about it all, a few men destroy everything. Not that most of us haven't felt justified, from time to time, in having a bootlegger apprehended, but we somehow laugh...
...reflect the influence of prejudice. For example Barrett, Harvard's captain, scarcely deserves his position on the first team on the basis of his play so far this season. But Barrett proved his caliber under heavy fire all last year when responsibility weighed on his shoulders less heavily, and somehow a feeling that without him the team would not really be at its full strength refuses to be downed. And then again in such cases as the second team fullback berth, few would argue that the team would be a great deal weaker with Holy Cross's stalwart leader Stewart...
Without being too specific, bluff Mr. Thomas implied that somehow or other he had arranged for the flood of orders which has yet to burst. Then, getting back to England, he outlined a ?42,000,000 ($204,120,000) program of unemployment relief. Straightway this was denounced by Liberal Leader David Lloyd George as "unintelligent, pusillanimous, and ineffective!" At Privy Seal Jim the Welshman jibed, "You-ran away to Canada when you should have been here working out a real solution. I am surprised that the Prime Minister...
...blush, every year, on the Monday morning following Lantern Night. The Freshmen, in the pristine glory of their untilted caps appear before us in wistful immaturity. We pity them, and we cannot be of service. Somehow, to give their caps a gentle shove to right or left smacks of the embarrassment of dropping dimes in beggars caps; the grateful glances of the aided are so humiliating to all concerned. And yet, friends, it is not even this that causes us our heated blush. It is that so many of us, in years gone by, have stealthily tipped our caps ourselves...