Word: fleshed
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...luncheon was entirely vegetarian. It was given in honor of Mrs. Fiske because, during the last 25 of her 60 years of life, she has devoted herself to the cause of suffering beasts. She has worn no furs, no feathers; her stage ermine has been cotton batting; no flesh has she eaten. She spoke of our responsibility toward our dumb fellow creatures, which civilization has met "without intelligence, without justice and without mercy...
...nothing more nor less than the persistence of that prehistoric savagery that makes it seem necessary, in this modern day, still to clothe ourselves in the skins of the animals and to eat their flesh. Society is so organized as to make it seem necessary for thousands of shouting, cursing men to stand knee-deep in blood, dealing ferocious blows right and left upon millions of shrieking animals in order that...
...round muscles bulging under his sleek brown skin. He looked truly what he was-the bantamweight champion of the world. He charged his pathetic opponent like a volley of round-shot. But what was this? A spattering of left jabs stopped his rush, jerked back his head, made the flesh puff around his eyes. Again he charged, again the haggard challenger flicked ' him, right, left. For 13 rounds, the sturdy champion took a dreadful drubbing. Then, with that obstinate, fantastic courage that sometimes animates beaten men, he began to lash out furiously, to force his victorious but weary opponent...
...sponsored by the Provincetown group, is a pledge of lost hopes, a souvenir of misshapen direction. The author (Charles Vildrac) is a sort of French Barrie, here perverted into a casual Ibsen. He makes a pretty world for himself out of nice books and brotherly love, ruling out the flesh and the devil. His hero is a young man who is both those Siamese twins of psychology, Dr. Coue and Dr. Frank Crane. The idealist returns from a year in Paris to his village and, finding his fiancee the wretched wife of a doltish sergeant, fulfills his philosophy by helping...
...Rapids, had for six years suffered from a form of neuritis. She had journeyed from specialist to specialist without avail. When she entered the hospital, she regarded her death as a matter of weeks. Her originally large body (223 Ibs.) ossified, shrunk to almost nothing (40 Ibs.), the withered flesh hardened, taking on a stony texture; her jaws set, it became impossible for her to eat. Last week she died...