Word: beefing
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...three years ago in Pomona, Calif., a Czecho-Slovak butcher named William Dubil lugged a bottom round of beef from his refrigerator, found that someone had stored it too near the freezing coils. It was granite-hard. Sure that the piece was spoiled, would blacken as it thawed, rueful Dubil put it on a slicing machine, turned out a stack of paper-thin slices. He put them in the display refrigerator just to see what would happen...
...Beef Trust. In 1928, two big men, Frank McHale and Bowman ("Bo") Elder journeyed to the American Legion convention in San Antonio. (McHale weighs 290 Ibs., Elder 310 Ibs.) Frank McHale was a Logansport lawyer who had played mighty football for Michigan (where his scrawny little brother in Sigma Chi, Frank Murphy, hero-worshipped him), and Bo Elder was the Legion's national treasurer. To these two it was important that they get the handsome, prematurely white-haired young dean of the University of Indiana Law School elected national commander of the Legion. They did so by shrewdly lining...
...heyday had bought a $20,000 plane wherein to lug promising athletes to L. S. U. and on week-end pleasure trips This was the craft in which L. S. U.'s president was to be flown home to face charges. Inasmuch as the flying "football beef" (as the students called it) had only four seats and required a pilot, only one officer could go along if both Dr. & Mrs Smith were to be returned in it. Sheriff N. H. De Bretton at Baton Rouge demanded the honor for one of his men. "Not in the State...
...most civilians: "... being a shy and rather self-conscious nation, and disliking any display of sentiment, we endeavour to conceal our real feelings towards such a calling as the soldier's by being flippant about it - cracking jokes on the subject - jokes about red tape, brass-hats, bully beef, and serjeant-majors. All of which is harmless enough...
...same seas, 40 feet high, the liner President Coolidge was running' through a typhoon, her speed slowed to six knots. From the Sea Dragon Captain Welch radioed to Dale Collins, executive officer of the President Coolidge: Southerly gales, Squalls. Lee rail under water. Hard tack. Bully beef. Wet bunks. Having wonderful time. Wish you were here instead of me. Welch, Master...