Word: handlebar
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...club, the tension unavoidably brought out personality. A somewhat thyroid spinster from Lahore passed around the manuscript of a sex novel she had been working on. One handlebar-mustached old colonel, who had spent 40 seasons in Kashmir, refused to leave. Said he: "Good God, no! I'll just pull my houseboat over another mile or so and forget the trouble." The Hindu pianist who played an Indian version of boogie woogie at the houseboat-cabaret Bluebird had a different solution. He bought a new, heavy, imported Scotch tweed suit with heavy overcoat and tweed cap. Asked...
With his fierce handlebar mustache, his broad-brimmed hat and black cape, Alfredo Palacios, the "grand old man" of Argentina's Socialist Party, resembles a character out of an 1890 melodrama. Like those 1890 heroes, he emphasizes honor. And in a long political life filled with battles for university reform, rights for women, legalized divorce, many are the duels he has fought to defend...
...when Evalyn Walsh was ten, her tough, Tipperary-born father struck gold at Ouray, Colo. Tom Walsh had lived in a boxcar, tended store in Deadwood, and hammered outcroppings for fruitless decades. But when the millions rolled in he twirled the ends of his handlebar mustache, hustled his family off to Washington and swore that his daughter was going to be a lady. Evalyn promptly swore that she wouldn't. She didn't. But in the next 50 years she proved that with $100 million, a wild Irish miner's daughter could do almost everything else under...
Back in the days when the rubber truncheon was standard equipment on a muddy gridiron, football was the sport of gentlemen-mastodons with handlebar mops hanging over their snarling lips. Slipping out of their four-button sack coats, doffing their celluloid collars, and carefully folding their string-ties, an aggregation would roar out of a gaslit locker-room to pull every play in the book, and some still in manuscript. Grabbing moustaches was worth a slight penalty, but the pile-on, the straight-arm, and an occasional sapping with a clenched fist were all "part of the game." For eleven...
John L. Sullivan and his handlebar mustaches were objects of manly admiration when a pint-sized Englishman arrived in Manhattan and decided to become a prizefighter himself. After a few fights, James J. Johnston reconsidered. A man with his brains shouldn't risk having them knocked...