Word: backslide
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...wasn't much more than a skeleton when the Russians picked me up. ... I couldn't make them understand what I was after, but they treated me all right. I didn't have to do a lick of work [Accepting a cigaret] I must have even backslid a little. . . . I'm so happy about going home that I feel like a coon in a watermelon patch...
...president of the All-India Gun Dog Club, has a corps of wives and one of the world's greatest collections of emeralds. When he headed the Indian delegation to the Round Table Conference in London, he strongly supported the India Bill. Since then he has crucially backslid. It seemed likely that he would accept last week's invitation, inasmuch as the rainy season is drawing near in Patiala...
...Scotland in those times (early 19th Century) speculation about "love'' was not encouraged. But the hard winter trip to their new home discouraged her, and when they were settled in the little Highland fishing village she did not find it cheerful. The people were dourly suspicious and backslid into heathenry at the slightest excuse; the weather and the scenery were both melancholy. Hamish's days were excitingly full of preaching, coaxing, denunciation; Allison found time to wish there were something more. Then came Andrew, wandering artist, man-of-the-great-world, wounded veteran of Waterloo. Hamish...
...morally and thriftily in the garret of a bordello and studying to be an insurance actuary. Actress Helen Menken is a wan creature who faints on his doorstep. He befriends her to the extent of a bed, a portion of his gruel and the services of a doctor. The backslid daughter of a scholar, she can quote reams of the pious Carlyle, but she compares her own way of life to that of Aspasia, most successful of the Athenian courtesans. The Scotsman talks of her soul; he signs another man's name on his own examination paper in order...
...gentleman whose wife proved to be a dope flend. There is the tender-hearted but masterful young lady whose happiness, which consisted in reforming others, was inevitably followed by tragedy when some untoward incident broke her spell and the convert, be it lover or friend or fellow employee, backslid. It is in the retailing of these experiences that Mrs. Woodward can lay a claim to the attention of people generally. Her book is written with a certain ardor which seems to go always with some carelessness of phrase and structure. Her training moreover, having been that of a copywriter, leads...