Word: heard
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...performance put up by Degroot's six-piece orchestra. Degroot is at present the greatest attraction of the Piccadilly Hotel where he plays in the foyer in the afternoon, in the dining room in the evening and in the ballroom at night. Declared the King: "I have never heard such a feast of music in my life"; the Queen, asked by Degroot if she would command him to play a '"number," replied: "It is all so exquisite, I have no preference." The King was entirely at home. He stood, legs apart, hands behind back, facing the room...
Last week, the Italian Treasury published a list of income taxpayers and the incomes on which they pay taxes. The yowl that went up was commensurate with that which was heard in the U. S. last October (TiME...
What situation? Lawyer Cravath had been informed. He knew how certain liberal alumni had condemned the "disciplinarianism", the "Puritanism" of Dr. F. A. McKenzie, Fisk's President (TIME, Feb. 9). He had heard, even, of the more startling events which had taken place in the last Fiskal week. Fisk students, either encouraged to action by the sympathy of the alumni, or finding that their wrongs had become intolerable, held a mass meeting, indulged in declamations, shouts,'until interrupted by the police. Five leaders were led off, protesting, to the city jail of Nashville, there lodged. Next...
...Ship discipline is occasionally weakened by this influx of society scions. I never heard a man swear like the bos'n who saw a fat first cabin passenger fall on the neck of one of the deck-hands. She happened to be the aunt of one of his fraternity brothers...
...These are the saddest loking dummesehullen I ever looked down on What on earth made all these blank faces flock to my course? Last year's crop was a fine, studious crowd. Appreciative too: they knew a good joke when they heard one. They laughed every time I told it. But this bunch! Well, I'll have to get through the hour somehow. Then back to Boccaccio. Think I'll read over those passages in Rabelais again. Nothing like those fine old writers to make the fire of youth surge once more through these old veins. Hm-m time...