Word: bowl
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Dates: during 1870-1879
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...quiet in the Papal palace. The stillness is only disturbed by the shouts of a detachment of the Swiss Guard, who are busied over a bowl of holy-water punch in the cellar, and the monotonous chanting of a relief-guard of bishops, who are cursing Bismarck with all the form and ceremony of the Church...
...room, eager to be freed from all presumably incongenial required work. A day or two of "cramming" had been enough to give them a momentary knowledge of their subjects; this knowledge they poured into their books as freely and as thoughtlessly as they would have poured water into a bowl, and their heads were left, as far as political science went, in a condition very like that of a pitcher which has been turned upside down...
...ideal scrub is exceedingly primitive in his habits. His hands are indifferently employed for many purposes for which the artificial appliances of civilization have long been in use, while the flowing bowl - especially if it contain water for purposes of ablution - is spurned with magnificent consistency. The contents of his fingernails would give interesting and engrossing employment for a couple of days to the average chemist. His hair, if it chance to be curly, is allowed to curl unchecked over his manly brow; if nature has made it straight, it wanders forlornly about in every direction until some compassionate barber...
...fool, and determined to get rid of him. In the course of the day I told him I had resolved to stop smoking. A look of sadness overspread his features; he remonstrated with me over such a rash act, and spoke eloquently of the inspiration derived from the burning bowl. I ordered my paper to be stopped. He argued that it was the duty of every young man in our station to be well versed in politics and current matters, and was surprised that a man of my sense should take such a course...
...when he told some tale of wild pranks after a punch, when the royal upper-classmen had been served from a huge bowl by trembling Freshmen, their fags, dragged from warm beds to grace their lords' festivities, his eye sparkled and blazed with a youthful fire, and he seemed a boy again. With what glee did he tell of Harvard's one fire-engine, first at all fires (when perfectly convenient), drawn by a crowd of yelling students, and whose cold streams, when fires were less frequent and the student mind needed gentle relaxation, were often turned upon the windows...