Word: lumping
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Every part of the U.S. and Canada is now being teased-by mail, telephone and telegraph-with their slick promotion patter: "unusual opportunity" . . . "quick profits" . . . "get in on the ground floor." Discharged servicemen, who get lump-sum mustering-out pay, are given top priority; a Buffalo, N.Y. ex-serviceman began receiving tip sheets from Toronto within a few days after a Buffalo paper printed his picture...
...leave five nurses behind to care for the most serious cases and to assist in the operating room. For a moment I couldn't see how I could choose five when I myself was not allowed to remain. So I decided to ask for volunteers. ... I had a lump in my throat at the hands which went up before the words were scarcely out of my mouth, and at the cries of 'Please let me stay!' ... As our trucks pulled away at dusk, it was the saddest day in my 32 months in the Army...
...dealer once proposed having one of his sculptures cast, Degas became violent. "Have it cast! Bronze is all right for those who work for eternity. My pleasure consists in beginning over & over again. Like this . . ." he shouted, and seizing a nearly finished clay dancer, mashed it into a sodden lump...
Then began a lengthy arguments about the traffic to be paid on the bells. The customs men classified them as lump metal, on which there was a 45 per cent of value tax. Harvard claimed they were carillons, but, since they didn't come up to the U.S.carillon minimum of 23 bells, the tariff officials wouldn't admit it until shown the blueprints, which had empty spaces left for other bells...
...Sympathy . . . not pity but fellow-suffering. . . . The churches must lose their lives for Christ's sake and that of the brethren, become the hidden leaven of a selfless love in the lump of misery called mankind, go out and share the bitter things with not one timid shudder, or else be trodden under foot by men who have learned what life is all about...