Word: cob
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Corn-on-the-cob may now be eaten (neatly) at a formal dinner, an entire ear in both hands. Cigarets at the dinner table are all right but Mrs. Post still does not approve...
...elderly eccentric rose, phoned for a bellboy, and gathered his last-minute personal effects into the pocket of his waistcoat. We accompanied him down to the street, where a victoria was drawn up at the curb, the driver waiting by the head of his old cob. Cameras clicked as Tilley stepped into the carriage and sat down. He held his brassie at his side, stiffly, like a sword. By his side sat a pretty girl, who welcomed him to the carriage and made him comfortable...
...hostess,' said Tilley, coldly. 'Provided by the livery stable. Another dubious wonder of the modern world. In the event of emergency, she will be the one to walk to the nearest farmhouse, give the alarm, and be photographed.* Well, au revoir!' The coachman whipped up his cob, and the little party rumbled off along Fifty-ninth Street, Tilley brandishing his brassie with great ferocity at a horsefly. As we turned, we discovered to our surprise that the sidewalk, where he had paused a moment, was a pool of tears...
...London and British diplomatic agents in Saint-Jean-de-Luz were not made clearer by the fact that the captains of three of the stymied British freighters were named Jones. A consular clerk speeded matters considerably by naming them after their respective cargoes: Potato Jones, Ham & Egg Jones, Corn Cob Jones. Bravest of the lot, because he is part owner of his ship, was Captain David (Potato) Jones of the Marie Llewellyn. Attempting to run the blockade, he nearly ran down the British destroyer Brazen, was shepherded back to port where his cargo began to spoil. Finally, purple with rage...
...father was faltering. He couldn't select the rest of the meal. Every moment that he hesitated the son instinctively knew that he was losing ground, but what to do about it? Finally the elder struck out in desperation, "I haven't had any corn on the cob for some time. How would that go with clams...