Word: floridity
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President of France Gaston Doumergue stood like a florid Neptune on the bridge of the destroyer Jaguar, so-called fastest war boat in the world. Steamed past the Jaguar in a double line six miles long 80 war boats, of which 42 have been completed since the close...
...attitude of Belgians and their Allies continued unswerving and consistent. But more recently Monsignor Ladeuze has reversed his former stand, and denounced as "likely to breed hatred" the stones bearing the inscription authorized by Cardinal Mercier. As champion of the Stones against the Rector, stands forth famed, florid, choleric Architect Whitney Warren of Manhattan. He designed the now virtually completed new Library of Louvain and personally received the inscription from Cardinal Mercier...
...decrees of major import were issued, last week, under the imperious aegis of paunchy, florid Dictator Don Miguel Primo de Rivera, Marquis de Estella. The first almost quadruples Spain's usual appropriation for naval construction and brings the sum available for this purpose in 1928 up to 600,000,000 pesetas ($100,200,000). The second establishes the manufacture of paper as a State monopoly, thus strengthening the direct control over Spanish newspapers already exercised by the present Dictature...
...police reporter on the Bridgeport Telegram. He would rob a house and return to police headquarters, hear of the same robbery, cover the story. He would re-enter the house through the front door, give the policeman suggestions concerning the crime, return to his typewriter and write a florid story. He was a good friend, almost an assistant, of Bridgeport bluecoats. When a New Haven merchant suspected him of selling stolen jewels and telephoned for a Bridgeport policeman to come down, the policeman arrived to greet Mr. Delaney like a long-lost buddy, was surprised to find his buddy...
...happened as arranged. At an early hour on Sunday morning, just late enough to miss the Sunday morning papers and in time to give the reporters a full day to write a florid account of the event for Monday's packets, Mlle. Roseray waded into a small and shallow Central Park pond, splashed. A man dashed, fully garbed, toward the floundering female, who struggled away from him through the broken ice. "Mister, Mister, let me alone," she cried, but eventually permitted herself to be taken to the Lexington Avenue Hospital. Here, Mlle. Roseray was treated by a Dr. Martin...