Word: bacon
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Bacon bill, now before the House of Representatives, would provide for a separate legislature for the Moro provinces, and thus give them a sort of "home rule...
Five years ago, the late Dr. William Romaine Newbold, University of Pennsylvania linguist and philosopher, declared that he had deciphered the crabbed symbols in which Roger Bacon, fearing for his life in the superstitious 13th Century, noted down his scientific experiments. Last week, at a meeting held in Dr. Newbold's memory, University of Pennsylvania professors verified their dead colleague's translations. A chemist in their number, Dr. Hiram S. Lukens, had taken to his laboratory a quaint recipe by which Friar Bacon had said he obtained salts of copper. Dr. Lukens had never seen such a formula...
Oxford man, scorner of the pedestrian scholarship of his time, indefatigable linguist, doctor of theology and doctor miraculorum (wonders) at Paris, friend of Bishop Robert Grosseteste of Lincoln, and of Guy de Foulques (later Pope Clement IV), this Franciscan monk, Roger Bacon, had few intellectual peers in his century, whether or not he invented the contrivances dubiously attributed to him: a telescope, burning glasses, spectacles. His most popularly famed experiments were with gunpowder, of which he was the first important historian rather than the "inventor...
...Albert Bacon Fall, 65, had the more startling career and faces the more dismal future. From a cattle prospector he rose to be Secretary of the Interior under President Harding. Born in Kentucky, he spent most of his youth in the saddle in the territory of New Mexico. Then he plunged into law and politics. Reward came. He was elected the first U. S. Senator from New Mexico. Senator Fall, weighing 180 pounds,* wearing a wide-brimmed hat of the southwest, was popular in a frontierish sort of way. Most important was his friendship with that unimpressive, loyal group...
Samuel Meeks stood in the sun-light in front of the courthouse steps. Alice was right-he married her to be kept, but. . . you got to like a person. Buckwheat cakes, with the brown bacon beside them; nights when the windows rattled so you could not sleep, thinking how good it was to be warm. Sadness flooded him. He felt an immense, searching pity for himself, homeless, a wanderer...