Word: fed
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Cynthiana, Ky., one Homer Reeves, Hooverite, shot & killed one Ferd Lyons, Smithite. In Spencer, West Va., one E. H. Huffman shot one Clyde Moore. In Brooklyn, one Walter McCann, realtor, with a diamond stickpin, diamond ring and $600 in Hoover bets, was fed knock-out drops and virulent poison, robbed and left dead near a speakeasy. In Boston, Miss Gertrude Ryan, secretary to U. S. Representative George Tinkham, told the police that a carful of young Democrats crowded her automobile off the road, maltreated herself and sister, beat her nephew. In Worcester, Mass., a parade of 10,000 Hooverites...
...subtle, inference and thinly yelled insult were cast in their direction. The crew of a flag-ship always has a lot to live down. The badinage became more irritating; the rebuttal more spirited. Finally some intrepid soul had the temerity to observe that the crew of the Texas were fed in the manner of swine in comparison with the luxurious fare meted out aboard the Arkansas. This was too much. With righteous indignation the worthy Texans plunged into battle royal in resentment of such scandalous libel directed against the accommodations of their floating home...
...arrives. And he is less than the dust of the area. He is fed, clothed, inspected as to teeth and hoofs exactly as a horse would be. He must stand at attention for all officers. Upper classmen are all Mr. So-and-so to him. He cannot speak to them without being spoken to, he pulls his chin back and elevates his chest by orders, and gradually it dawns on him that he is not appreciated. That the hero of Podunk is completely obscured at West Point! And in him, perhaps, is born the realization that he is important only...
...command, really a prohibition, forbade Prince George to fly from Santa Barbara to Hollywood. So Prince George motored to Hollywood and famed Douglas and Mary fed him there...
While I was laid up with a fractured limb, my time was quite valueless, and shortly after having told my wife the story of the Northern salesman telling the Southern "cracker" that if he fed his hogs corn they would fatten up in one-half the time, to which the cracker had rejoined, "Aw, what's time to a hog," I happened to ask my wife "what time it was" she replied, "aw what's TIME...