Word: eared
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Many a political ear last week was cocked toward the White House, expecting President Hoover to say something to blast the insidious pretensions of this sugar lobby. Unable to endure the White House silence longer, Congressman John Nance Garner of Texas, House Democratic leader, finally blurted out a demand...
...exhaustion after a hilarious Fourth of July.* Thus wrote Mrs. Grace Coolidge in the December American magazine. She told of a handsome Maltese-Angora cat which was anathematized by Calvin Coolidge who, disliking fancy breeds, said: "Anyone can see that his name is Mud." But when Mud's ear became abscessed. Mr. Coolidge dressed and lanced it tenderly...
...sometimes heard on the contrast between his political representation and his social activities. In Senate debate which he enters frequently he is gruff and bull-voiced. Earnestness rather than humor flavors his remarks. He gesticulates freely and, when thoroughly aroused, rubs his hands together vigorously and tugs his right ear. He takes an active, if not leading, part in many movements (unemployment relief, fuel famine, Veterans' Bureau investigation, Merchant Marine development). A great political letter-writer, he keeps three special clerks to handle his mail, works at his office Sunday afternoons. His grammar is good, his pronunciation Bostonian...
Yankee Roberts of Missouri, using a peg, passed down his rows in bounds but he was only taking two rows at a time. Harold Holmes of Rio, Ill, working as though there were no hurry at all, took three rows at once, seldom losing an ear. Tague of Iowa had his hat and shirt off and tore at the cornstalks like a madman fighting a phantom army. Near Holmes was his neighbor and friend, Walter Olson, another Swedish-American. Alone in their fields at home they had often tried to decide which could husk fastest. They had 80 minutes...
...brittle then, break easily. At Renz's the air was warm and the ground muddy, but the wagons went fast. A good husker never looks at his wagon. He trains his team to move the way he husks, stand a pace, step a pace, to the rattle of the ears on the bangboard. White corn, yellow corn. 45 ears a minute thumping into the wagon. . . . An ordinary workman could not pick it up as fast as that even if it were husked. Red corn. . . . At a husking bee when you find a red ear you have a right to give...