Word: mad
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Dates: during 1880-1889
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...walking on the platform of a country station with a pet poodle. The dog happened to get in the way of a large, fat baggage master, who gave the little brute a kick. "What do you mean by kicking my dog?" said the enraged owner. "Why, the dog is mad," returned the baggage master. "My dog mad, what are you talking about." "I say the dog is mad; wouldn't you be mad if I kicked...
...profuse willingness in that regard. Ask the Nihilist over there in the corner when and where he is to speak next on his pet subject, and win his regard for life. Allow the timid-looking old gentleman by the mantelpiece to tell you about co-education, and swallow every mad idea he offers you, and finish him up by asking for his last pamphlet on "A Refutation of the Arguments on the Physical Disability of Women to do Man's Work." Get the stout maiden lady over there without any corsets on to put her autograph in your album...
...that happened was when the girls got together and held an indignation meeting, so to speak. At first I was going to own right up and say it was I, but they seemed so fierce in their wrath that I was almost frightened to death. I never saw such mad girls in all my life as the Miscellany editors were. They wanted to lock the doors and stay a day, a week, a month, if necessary, until the guilty wretch should confess the crime; and they would have stayed, too, if some one hadn't come and said that...
...awfully glad that I am going away soon, because almost all the girls are mad at me, because they think I wrote it. I would so much like to know what Harvard men think about the letter. I don't believe they think it so fearfully vicious, because honestly and truly I did not mean a single bad thing. I showed the letter to a lady friend, and she said she wouldn't mind at all what the Miscellany said, and then she told me a story about the Duchess of Shrewsbury, but she said something in French, and after...
...Laughlin has an article on "The French Panic" in the May Atlantic : The title of Longfellow's last poem appearing in the same number is "Mad River, in the White Mountains...