Word: coate
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...with him through a certain scene in Richmond, later-a great mob of sweating, smoking, spitting men; a jury of eminent Virginians; untidy, courageous John Marshall in the Chair; and Burr, the little Colonel-powdered hair, black coat, pallid visage-on trial for his life. Soon after the trial, she took ship for the North with her trunks, her maid, her little black dog. She was never heard of again, though smugglers still tell a story of how a plundered privateer was found, shivering in the huddle cf the seas, with nothing alive on board except a little black...
...Charleston State Prison band. The suit which Mr. E. E. Clive were in the part of Jimmy Gubbins was intended for a loose misfit, but such has been the change in style in masculine attire since the first production of the play that the balloon trousers and baggy coat would have made him feel at home in any college yard. But if Mr. Clive's costume was not convincing, his acting was, as was also that of Miss Standing as "Miss Woofer...
...same for miles around: no rain here for 10 years, here for 34 years, here since Pizarro, here ever. The left shoulder of the South American continent is accustomed to wearing a heavy, blistering coat of sunburn. From lower Ecuador, through the length of Peru to mid-Chile, it is known as the "Dry Coast...
Stealing a march on Lampy, it has undertaken, in the April number, just published, to shoot the darts of parody at "The Dial", with the result that "The Dial" is placed in much the same position as the gentleman who pulled his coat tails carefully apart and sat down upon a porcupine. For not since the famous Lampoon edition of "The Transcript" has a literary parody so gloriously funny appeared among the University undergraduate publications...
...reporter on the Aquitania rushed up a fortnight ago to Michael Arlen, Armenian-English author arrived in Manhattan to watch rehearsals of his The Green Flat and, ripping open his coat, peered curiously at the young man's vest. Mr. Arlen was annoyed. I explained to him that we had looked for checked vests and pink shirts and, instead, found a neatly tailored quiet suit of blue. We had thought, perhaps, to encounter a haughty stare, and found, instead, a pleasant and somewhat puzzled grin. "I can wear pink shirts if I must!" said Mr. Arlen...