Word: chewed
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Rumbling, Grumbling and Four-Flushing. Crudely written, paperbound, it read like a dime novel, sold for $1, proved the author to be a sentimental narcissist. Born in Nebraska of "tithing Baptists, Irish fighters and Yankee ne'er-do-wells," young Rounsevell was raised in upState New York, learned to chew tobacco before he was 12. took to sin early. (The skids to Hell were well greased and I slid down the incline as fast as any boy in his teens ever did.) His pious father could not abide him. (I was the first Rounsevell ever to drink, curse and play...
...counterblast: confiscation, a 10% boost in food prices for those least able to pay, a tax on efficiency of distribution. "We have all lived long enough," cried eloquent Attorney Neylan, "to know that the men running these chain stores have not got horns. They are not people who chew up little babies." Governor Merriam was in a hot place. He delayed as long as possible. He meditated that if he signed the bill it would not in any case become effective until it has been approved by a State referendum in November 1936. Waiting till the last minute...
...nimble Moneymen Dr. Vincenzo Azzolini, dynamic Governor of the Bank of Italy, and suave Professor Alberto Beneduce who manages the State credit pools in which much of Fascist industry is kept afloat. After the briefest courtesies they sped back to Italy, leaving the other titans of finance to chew the rag. None would permit himself to be quoted, but said one: "Only a few months ago Italy's credit position was such that she was desperately cutting down and rationing her imports, yet now she is importing war supplies from everywhere. She has taken such drastic measures...
...Premier Mussolini seems to have plunged into his Ethiopian adventure without proper preparation and perhaps with lack of knowledge of true conditions in East Africa. It looks as if he had bitten off more than he can chew...
...chair, peered toward the rear of the Chamber. A stocky man with a large flat face and slightly twisted nose was standing at a desk. Mr. Minton, who went to the Senate only last January, had never seen the gentleman open his mouth before except 1) to take a chew of Five Brothers* and squirt tobacco juice at the spittoon beside his chair; 2) to pass the time of day with one of his strolling colleagues; 3) to vote "aye" on Administration measures. Indeed the Senate had only heard that voice once before, in March year ago, when it delivered...