Word: barrens
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...right $1,000 per annum, from the date he constructed his first sign there. I signed the contract instantly, and returned it to Mr. Davis. What manner of signs he may erect if from a bedroom 'hung with soft draperies and filled with cushioned chairs' to a barren room with only a couch for a bed and books for adornment. It was surprising that the World did not know that our family has never gone deeply into the social whirl. When we first came to Washington, I announced that I would continue to do my own cooking (TIME...
...nervous Manhattan financier snatched at what he thought was his daily Wall Street Journal. What was this? Editor Kenneth C. Hogate, President C. W. Barren were getting after those bummers who undersold him yesterday! He called the fine news across the room to tell his secretary, found her tittering timorously and avoiding his look. Again he looked at his paper. Here was his name in print! What had he done? Dastardly impudence! Oh! . . . This was not the Wall Street Journal. He was reading the Bawl Street Journal, its gay, impish perfect imitation which the Manhattan Bond Club issues...
...Florida Water and Fragrance" [article by "C. W. Barren" for C. W. Barren, president of the Wall Street Journal, author of many articles analyzing Florida]. "Those who do not like Gory Cables can go to hell. Fifty million dollars have already been spent on this Elysium. Most of this has been for publicity. ... On the highest point, which is approximately five feet eight inches above mean, low down, dirty sea level, they are going to build a beautiful early Spanish missing-style $10,000,000.35 insane asylum. They got the idea from Dr. [Roach] Straton when he was down here...
Last week the three still hung on, held their trysting with Death once more, but this time another draped chair, was added to the swaths of barren seats closing in on the survivors. An aged woman bustled about arranging the grim table prettily. She was the widow of the color bearer of old "B" company...
...Still, is his able secretary. A charming, competent demimondaine blackmails her way into the business, putting it on a wholesale basis through the post. After a certain number of months, of course, the jig seems up, and Mr. Marcus Faithful becomes small Mr. Crump again, dismayed when his hitherto barren wife bears twins as the result of secret correspondence with Mr. Faithful. The rich travesty on modern advertising is rounded off by an amazing rise in the male birth rate and universal posthumous acclaim for Marcus Faithful, whose only private explanation is: "It must have been faith...