Word: fleshed
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...religious books to the Vatican. Generally it is known that Father Tacchi-Venturi has since been the chief intermediary between his Great & Good Friend and Pope Pius XI in recent attempts to negotiate a settlement of the Roman Question (TIME, Feb. 13). Last week a paper knife entered the flesh of Jesuit Tacchi-Venturi amid dramatic circumstances...
...colt. The elder Mr. Tate killed a poisonous bushmaster snake five feet long just after he had stepped across it in the dark. One of their 130 Arecuna Indian porters hacked with his machete at a 14-ft. anaconda until it was dead and ready for eating. (Anaconda flesh tastes something like chicken.) They snared birds, netted insects, disinterred ground plants, culled orchids from their treeholds, pounced on small beasts. Rare among their catches was a variety of the Thomas rat, second of its kind ever caught. (The first is in the British Museum.) They also trapped five strange mice...
...German-singers now at the Metropolitan, to Conductor Artur Bodanzky who holds tight reins over them all. There is Maria Jeritza who gave last week her most gracious performance of the season as Elizabeth (Tannhäuser), whose Elsa (Lohengrin) and Sieglinde (Walküre) are compelling flesh-and-blood women worthy of the music given them to sing. There is Karin Branzell, worthy successor to Schumann-Heink as Erda (Rheingold and Siegfried), Fricka (Walküre), Waltraute (Götterdämmerung), Brangaene ( Tristan), Baritone Friedrich Schorr vocally unequalled as Wolfram (Tannhäuser), Sachs (Meistersinger), Gunther...
...dogs are perhaps the most melancholy in their looks; of all dogs, the slouching basset hound is the most sad. Of all basset hounds, none is more woebegone, more tragic than a certain basset hound puppy. Last week he sat nuzzling his weak chin into the loose bib of flesh which an arbitrary heredity has draped around his neck. In the kennels, at Huntington, L. I., of Gerald M. Livingston, his forlorn yapping roused to dreary derision a crow in the near woods. Perhaps the basset hound puppy heard a prophecy in the dismal utterances of the black bird; what...
...dogs about on leashes. The centre of the large oval arena had been squared off, floored with rough green carpet, spotted here and there with dark, irregular circles. Into this place, people brought their dogs to be examined by the judges. It was for the judges, prodding the sparse flesh upon a terrier's bones or stroking the pursed silky ear of a beagle, to decide how each dog or bitch, rated upon arbitrary points such as length of tale, straightness of back, stance, shape of head, compared in excellence with other dogs of the same breed and class...