Word: golden
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Scranton, Philadelphia, and Trenton are supplied by the fleet which lies off Highland, New Jersey. New York is fed from the sea by a fleet anchored off Sandy Hook and in the neighboring waters. San Francisco gets its Mexican, Canadian, and Japanese liquors from the armada plying outside the Golden Gate. Boston and the lesser New England ports are infested with smugglers from the Bahamas and the West Indies...
...quality not "always" successfully. Two cups of tea and a cigar satisfy. Ed Wynn, but Billy Sunday demands griddle cakes. Mary Garret Hay is perhaps the most unusual. Breakfast appeals to her "not only physically, but esthetically". She ecstatically insists that "a fine bunch of grapes or a golden orange, crisp rolls, a dainty pat of butter, and good coffee sending up a delicious aroma, etc., etc., etc. . . . constitute a breakfast that is perfect for civilized man". But though these "artistic tastes" do catch the eye, it is yet undiscovered whether Captain Abdullah or athletic Ed' Wynn is the more...
...suddenly and without warning runs his eye over it--is the first recorded appearance of the "King of the World". A Buddhist legend, a myth if you will; this King appeared in India and Siam over two thousand years ago. And "he blessed the people with a golden apple with the figure of a Lamb above it. The blind received their sight, the dumb spoke, the deaf heard, the crippled freely moved and the dead arose, wherever the eyes of the King of the World rested"! This same King also appeared at a monastery in Mongolia in 1890, and prophesied...
Carl Sandburg, Chicago poet, defines poetry as " a sliver of the moon lost in the belly of a golden frog...
...much charm as a shopping list. What to us is the essence of romance would be to him the acme of the commonplace. A photographic description of the dullest incidents of daily life in the sordid haunts of civilization, on the other hand, would become to him a golden fairytale, a realization of all his fondest dreams, colored at once with reminiscence and with hope...