Word: drank
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Dinner was excellent and for nearly three hours we ate, drank and talked. I told them I had been much amused at the fact that they took me for a fake American, just as I thought they were fake Poles. They laughed, and asked about Germany. Was it true that the Russians also, like the British and Americans, were using Germans as railroad guards and policemen in their respective zones? Why did they behave so foolishly? I asked them about the elections. It was reported that they were arresting many oppositionists. Was this true? The Major shook his head: "Every...
...operetta-goers, the word for the Balkans had been "romantic'': in Marsovia, the Merry Widow's imaginary country, the people waltzed in boots and dainty slippers, drank plum brandy and intrigued their way through ballrooms and bedrooms. To diplomats, the word had been "obscure": ephemeral dynasties, parvenu politicians and illiterate courtesans played at running governments. To newspaper readers, the word was "confusing": barely pronounceable, barely distinguishable lands constantly seemed to be staging wars, revolutions and political assassinations for reasons too involved for correspondents to explain...
...lived in a nice house, wore a merino dress and behaved like a skittish filly. It was Papa's idea that she should take drawing lessons. One afternoon her drawing master, Mr. Lambert, up and kissed her. What could Adelaide do? Mr. Lambert was poor and he drank; Papa declared that of course she couldn't marry him. She married him anyhow, and went to live in his dingy flat in an alley known as Britannia Mews. Thus it all began...
...boyish-looking bachelor of 29, he worked hard to prove he was no snob. By campaign's end he had made some 450 speeches before luncheon clubs, Catholic societies, the Camelia Lodge of Sons of Italy. He ate spaghetti with Italians, drank tea with Chinese, sipped sirupy coffee with Syrians. He stuck to local topics: restoration of Boston's port, encouragement of New England industries, aid for veterans...
...were. A wholesale attempt to scare them away by vigilante methods had developed into what the history books call the Johnson County War. Tom Horn had done his bit in this war; he was cocky, range-wise, quick on the draw, an ideal trigger man. But off-duty he drank too much, and talked too much. One day in Cheyenne he boasted to a U.S. marshal that he had clipped young Willie Nickell, a homesteader's son, at 300 yards. "It was the best shot and the dirtiest trick I ever done." Hidden court stenographers were listening...