Word: corncobs
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...slept well, eaten a hearty breakfast. Now with his corncob pipe he pointed over the glassy, green waters of Leyte (rhymes with 8-A) Gulf, where rode the greatest fleet ever assembled in the South west Pacific. Around him were hundreds of transports, shepherded by an Australian squadron and MacArthur's own Seventh Fleet, reinforced with jeep carriers from Admiral Chester Nimitz' vast armada of seagoing airdromes. On the horizon loomed the majestic battleships of Admiral Wil liam F. Halsey's Third Fleet - some of them ghosts from the graveyard of Pearl Harbor. Beyond the horizon steamed...
Nannie, born into slavery, had lived all her life with Grandmother Sophia Jane. At 85 she retired to a little cabin, wrapped a blue bandanna about her head, smoked a corncob for the first time and thought about the 13 children she had borne (eleven had died). Sometimes she worried over what God would say when he saw her black skin. "Nonsense!" snapped Grand mother Sophia Jane. "He sees only souls. . . . Of course you're going to Heaven...
Family Troubles. Editor and author of the Atlantic's series is Charles L. Webster's son, Mark Twain's grandnephew, corncob-pipe-smoking Samuel (for Clemens) Charles (for his father) Webster of Manhattan. His helper was his tiny, chipper, 91-year-old mother, Sam Clemens' niece and his favorite youngster during his Mississippi pilot days. Mrs. Webster saved the 500-odd letters through the years -literally in an attic trunk...
...Winston Churchill's oratory had faded. Members had drifted out until the semicircular chamber was less than half full. The tall man's large, coldly impressive face moved hardly a muscle, his hands rarely stirred as he informed the House, in tones as dry as a corncob, of a complex plan to stabilize world currencies...
...immortalized mcsorley's: "Inside snug and evil. ... the Bar tinkling luscious jigs dint of ripe silver with warmlyish wetflat splurging smells waltz the glush of squirting taps. . . ." The venerable saloon still has soup bowls instead of cash registers, gas lights over the bar, a rack of clay and corncob pipes for free smokes on the house. Under portraits of Lincoln, Garfield and McKinley is a brass plate: THEY ASSASSINATED THESE GOOD MEN THE SKULKING DOGS...