Word: larders
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...delved a little deeper into the history of venery he might have learned that the "Blessing of Hounds" is a very ancient custom, handed down from the days when the stag, the roedeer, the boar, and the hare were the chief sources of supply for the winter larder, and their capture depended very largely upon the qualifications of the hounds which brought them down. Similarly, in certain European countries the blessing of crops and fields at the time of sowing, of vineyards, and of fishing vessels still prevails...
...converting to his own use two bottles of stuffed olives (50?), two bottles of sweet pickles (20?), two cans of crabmeat (96?), two turkeys ($4.80), two cans of cranberry sauce (48?), peas, corn and beans ($3.06), candy ($2), pies and cakes ($4.68)," all of which rightfully belonged in the larder of the U. S. Army. Last July 3, he was further accused of raiding the Army's icebox for two Army chickens (84?), two Army tenderloins of beef (96?), two slabs of Army cheese (22?), three lb. of Army butter (70?). For $20.14 he sold civilians some Army cakes...
Other charges alleged that Captain Fleischer gave false testimony eight months ago at a previous investigation, told enlisted men "to keep their mouths shut " about his forays on the Army larder...
...written of Her Majesty's father thus: "He preferred a thousand times his native dress with knives stuck into the broad belt to any other kind, and preferred cutting with these same knives a cold fowl or a piece of mountain mutton as it hung in the family larder to sitting down to a properly appointed dinner." At the royal luncheon table, however, His Majesty, a keen, hard aristocrat of the old Italian breed, had no difficulty in keeping up his end with the robust offspring of the storekeeper, the blacksmith and the chieftain...
...brass gleaming, its larder bursting and its water tanks brimming, the private Pullman car Roald Amundsen glided softly out of Manhattan one afternoon last month behind the New York Central's westbound Commodore Vanderbilt. Forward in the servants' room were the cook, the waiter and a porter who once polished up the handles on Henry Ford's private car. In the five master bedrooms as the train was speeding through the Mohawk Valley, a number of notable people were getting into their silk brocaded pajamas for the night. One was Winthrop Williams Aldrich, chairman of the biggest bank...