Word: homed
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Diegel. Before long he disappeared into the traps that medalists so often discover in a match play. Harry Cooper, who had been given a starting time, was ruled out because he had not played in the elimination tournament in his district. Tommy Armour, one-eyed Scot, was sick at home. Al Espinosa put out Bill Melhorn in a match that went 40 holes, then was put out himself by Watrous. In the finals Farrell kept on Diegel's heels until the ninth hole in the afternoon when he knocked the wrong ball in the hole trying to putt past...
...Living Corpse. In Moscow, toward the end of the 19th Century, it was a gypsy singer, her grave gypsy songs, and the sultry, southern wines which drew Fedya Protasov away from his home and a sweet wife who tried helplessly to forget him. But Fedya, despite his weak lips and wanton tastes, was not the total wreckage that he seemed. For one thing, he never took advantage of the passion innocently offered him by his beloved Masha, the gypsy. For another, he never told lies, so that rather than commit the wholesale falsification necessary to give his wife a divorce...
...would not have laughed at a man that 20 years ago had attempted to picture to the world the terrible orgy of slaughter of 1914-18? . . . It may not even come from without-who knows? I can remember . . . that I sat with my father in our home in a little town in England and heard him read in the newspaper about the fall of Richmond. . . . One of the great troubles with our young people today is their lack of respect for authority and law. . . . They want to kiss their way through life...
...governing community: rank counts for nothing, money everything. Soon a miniature city is in full swing, with industries, entertainments, police, prostitution and crime. The German prisoners, with great patience and ingenuity, forge banknotes. Gradually, long after the War is over, the camp disintegrates; our hero makes his precarious way home, nearly three years after the Armistice...
With Paris, never his home town, Louis had no sympathy and less patience. Once he made a speech to some learned scholars of Paris' famed Sorbonne. Said he: "You are a bad lot. You lead bad lives, with the great fat trollops you keep!" With England he fought, when he thought he could win; made treaties, when he thought he could win that way. When the great Houses of Burgundy, Bourbon, Brittany, Lorraine, Artois, Alençon, Armagnac, Anjou leagued against him, he played them off one against the other, overcame them gradually by force, craft or bribery. When...