Word: blarneyed
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...accounted a pretty good mayor, who kept city hall aswirl with housing, traffic-safety, street-maintenance and law-enforcement plans. But he is a dull speaker with little appeal to the voters. McKeldin, on the other hand, is a onetime Dale Carnegie Institute instructor who has obviously kissed the Blarney stone; his oratory earned him the honor of nominating Dwight Eisenhower at the Republican National Convention in 1952. Still McKeldin was the underdog. But the Republican candidate for city comptroller withdrew after a firm he once headed was found insolvent by the Baltimore Circuit Court. The G.O.P. filled the vacancy...
...chuckles Moran: ''They'd give anything to get out of those red jackets'') He usually fires any salesman who cannot consistently make $250 a week in commissions, but just being around Moran seems to endow most of them with a profitable touch of blarney...
...periodically igniting the house with the tenor aria "M'appari." The only other scrap of the opera likely to be familiar to modern audiences is The Last Rose of Summer, which Flotow lifted from a book of Irish folk songs, where it was known as The Groves of Blarney. When Berlioz heard Soprano Adelina Patti sing the air, he remarked wryly that "its fragrance alone was sufficient to disinfest the rest of the work...
Jangles & Bristles. It was a long leap from the days of bliss and blarney to the days of Ike, Nixon and Lodge, and before the moment of victory Jack Kennedy allowed himself to doubt that he might make it. In the final swing of the campaign, the Kennedy troupe was showing the frazzled edges of fatigue, even unaccustomed confusion. The motorcades in Connecticut and New York were dogged with inefficiency and out-of-kilter schedules ; so furious was Kennedy at one point that he stomped about in his Manhattan hotel room, called in his weary aides and chewed them...
...revolver. Worst fault: the inconsistency of speech. Four of the featured players speak the king's English. Two of them talk plain American. Only the bit-players, picked up from the Abbey Theater and other Dublin companies, ever seem to have honestly laid lip to the Blarney stone...