Word: fishes
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Immingham Dock, Humber River, in the north of England, the little freighter Backworth last week loaded $10,000 worth of sugar, flour, fruit and dried salt fish for starving Basques in Spain's besieged Bilbao. More than one-tenth of the cargo was paid for by David Lloyd George who seldom misses a chance to make political capital of anything. Down to the dock hurried Britain's Wartime Prime Minister to wring Captain Russell of the Backworth by the hand...
...Edward Duveen bought for $40,000. Top price among the paintings: $87,500, by Thomas Agnew & Sons for Pieter de Hooch's quiet Dutch Courtyard. Less costly but equally decorous were van de Velde's Calm Sea with Shipping ($10,500) and Metsu's Woman Cleaning Fish ($14,000). Victor Rothschild's ancestors apparently did not go in for nudes...
...accompanying musicians their cues, establishes the time with her swaying hips. Different dances require different costumes. Huapala wore grass skirts, tapa gowns, the Mother Hubbard cloak introduced by missionaries. She described in words and gestures the districts of Hawaii, the torments of despised loves, the varieties of Hawaiian fish. Connoisseurs were interested in her seated dances wherein she swayed from the waist, wriggled sinuous arms, clicked a pair of pebbles called ili ili. Mikel Hanapi, dressed in a cape of red and yellow feathers which Huapala had made, and his Ilima Islanders supplied the music. Though they are now employed...
Next day U. S. Minister Bert Fish, one of northeastern Florida's wealthiest men, handsomely backed the Egyptians with many a mention of President Roosevelt's "good-neighbor policy." Declared Minister Fish: "The U. S. will pursue no exclusively national interest. . . . We warmly compliment Egypt on beginning her international career by choosing the way of friendly negotiation...
Professor John Madigan of St. Thomas' College (St. Paul, Minn.) is tired of marking stupid examination papers for his class in physics. Last week's batch was particularly exasperating. Some of the papers reminded him of dead fish and rotten eggs. When he handed the papers back to their authors, he did so in a new way. None of the papers was marked, but flunkers found theirs in a jar from which came the rotten-egg stench of hydrogen sulphide. The papers of even more hopeless dummies Professor Madigan had permeated with butyric acid, for a smell worse...