Word: brained
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Dates: during 1870-1879
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...designated in their columns by the heading, "Harvard University Notes." Portions of these "notes" are copied directly from the brevity columns of the College papers, and in as much as they are simple statements of College events, are correct, but the remaining are either creations of a fertile brain or slight events wrought up in such a marvellous manner as to show that the imagination of the writer was drawn upon to a dangerous extent...
...believe, a well-established fact that coarse food, such as baked beans or inferior joints of meat, which is easily digested by a man who works hard in the open air, will not nourish the more delicate organs of a man who is chiefly occupied in brain-work, and that the latter needs a higher style of living. Perhaps I can make my objections clearer by analyzing the effect which Memorial Hall fare has on me. I do not think that the amount of studying which I do is too much; I am always regular in my exercise...
...system. The phrenologist founds his opinions upon the physical development of the head, the knemidologist upon the sartorial decoration of the leg. I consider my word justifiable, for the modern trouser is as nearly related to the antique greave as is the Greek diaphragm to the developed brain of the nineteenth century. Without further introduction, I will proceed to recount the result of the series of observations which has led me to believe that knemidology is capable of reduction to the form of as exact and logical a science as its loftier brother...
...Emerson wrote on "A Shabby Monarch, or Napoleon out at Elba." Mr. Gerrish's subject was, "Whirly and Late, or the Last Waltz" (whirly for early, you know, because you whirl when you dance). Mr. Peirce, of '76, was to have read an essay on "Water on the Brain, or a Notion (an Ocean) in the Head." There were others who seemed to be laboring under the difficulty of which a Junior member boldly complained, saying that his subject was such that he had been obliged to write a pack of prodigious nonsense, which he was going to inflict...
...stood beside it. I snatched up the cup and held it over the flame. If I could warm the water soon enough I should be saved - if not - the laudanum - how cold it was - it was nearly bedtime - I was so sleepy. A drowsy confusion of thought filled my brain. My head nodded. The narcotic was winning the race. I was almost unconscious, when, as fortune would have it, one of my long mustachios - of which I was exceedingly proud - touched the flame of the candle. In an instant the hair blazed up, and the sudden heat aroused me from...