Word: eating
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...back may be breaking. . . . If the men of Brown become like Dr. Barbour in the next ten years, the imprint of the university on time will be epochal." In answering the lipstick charge, Dr. Barbour told a story which ended: "I'm the chap who has to eat it." The other charge he admitted, saying: "Scholars should be in the saddle at college. . . . By the grace of God I will give you all I have. . . ." Two days later, down a precipitous, cobblestoned little street in Providence, moved a stately stream of men and women, capped, gowned, uniformed. They...
...Although general economic conditions have improved greatly under the Dictatorship, we still eat too much, work too little, and stay up too late at night. The custom of taking most of the afternoon for the mid-day meal, eating dinner at 10 p. m. and going to the theatre at 11 p. m. is deplorable. We must change these habits...
...Point...Did Ah fall?...Boy, the lines they shoot down theah would win any ole wah ovah night...Oooooah, did he drop the ball?...and he looks so sweet in his helmet too...Ah'm so sorry, won't out side win now? But you know they simply eat lines up themselves, an Ah mean they do. You just look overcome with admiration at how wonderful they look in uniforms, and drawl out a'Wounldn't they just' fall foah you all hard down home'...Theah's something so different about Ahmy men...Theah is...Ah sho' think they...
...amount, then passed on. Meanwhile the other goats foraged busily. The surprised detectives saw numbers of them make for the alley where stood the French and Spanish cinema billboards, sniff the Spanish posters suspiciously, then turn to the French and pulling the posters from the boards with sharp teeth, eat them with evident relish...
Within a few hours the story of the poster-eating Spanish goats was all over Tangier. Feeling was higher than ever, rumors were thick: The goatherd was a Spanish spy. . . . The goats were Spanish spies. . . . They were trained to eat nothing but French posters. More cautiously Administrator Alberge continued his investigations. Dramatically he announced the solution. It was not the posters but the paste with which they were posted that attracted the goats. The Spanish paste was bitter, unpalatable. The French paste smelt and tasted of honey. The French cinema proprietor added a few drops of oil of bitter almonds...