Word: suspects
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Opinion is, and probably will be for some time to come, divided on the matter," he commented. "Zealous denominationalists suspect an institution like ours of being deficient at most of the crucial points. But persons who are more interested in religions as a whole than in denominations, think that we have a distinctive mission . . . . The drift of the times is away from further sectarianism and towards interdenominationalism and even formal Church unions. Our nonsectarian character, therefore, would not seem to unfit us for the future...
...solid work on a great American writer. . . . Havelock Ellis' "My Life" is an undistinguished chronicle of a distinguish life. . . Henry F. Pringle makes "The Life and Times of William Howard Taft" a far more appealing and interesting book than one's impressions of the Taft administration would make one suspect. . . . Boris Souvarine's "Stalin" is less a biography than an attack on the man who, in the author's opinion, has sold out the ideals of the Russian Revolution...
...Miguel never was a Brazilian, either born or naturalized. I suspect that you have got hold of a Mexican or possibly Argentine specimen of Mickey Mouse, as the designation is Spanish...
Nick Charles reluctantly interrupts his drinking this time when guests of harumphing Colonel Burr McFay (C. Aubrey Smith) are awakened by a shot to find that the old man's throat has been cut. Suspect are various heirs and retainers of McFay and a clammy Cuban (Sheldon Leonard) who has perfected the cutest blackmailing trick of the year. He dreams twice that people die. If he dreams it a third time they do. So he assesses people to keep him from dreaming. By the time Nick has spent a quiet week catching the murderer, he has had a knife...
...curiosity, Old Possum's cat book rates high. The verses, which show a perfect skill, are profoundly Anglican, closer in spirit and allusion to Edward Lear and Lewis Carroll than to any U. S. humor. In some of them Eliot goes kittenish in a big way, recalling that suspect, sissified element in Lear and Carroll which sets U. S. teeth on edge. Yet latent in other of Possum's poems is enough ferocious fancy and parody to knock the spots off most cat books and most child verses...