Word: mals
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...office, where I think he has been doing magnificent work."-William E. Borah. And these estimable greywigs had reason to be twice pleased. First because due largely to their own regulations, the docket is reduced to about 640 cases at present. Among those near the top of the list Mal S. Daugherty's case,+ Edwin L. Doheny's oil lease appeal case, and those involving judicial construction of the Constitutional terms "free speech" and "free assembly" are of most interest to the lay public. And, again, they beamed benignly at the design for the New Supreme Court Building...
Vulgar rhymes of this sort have long cast a quite unmerited mal-odeur upon the sausage business, and perhaps no man was more sensitive to the unfortunate effect of balladry than the late Adolf Gobel, sausage manufacturer. While recognizing, of course, that the Dunderbeck of the song was an entirely legendary figure, he could not do other than deplore the attitude of people who actually believed that when they ate liverwurst, bologna, or a bit of scampf, they were partaking of pulverized canine cadavers. Some thirty years ago this Adolf Gobel, who has done more, perhaps, for the sausage business...
...vice reformed by the site of beautiful columns, and is Harvard such a den of iniquity that it requires a new chapel to pull it out of the mire? Students may at times seem obstreperous and unruly but beyond that "Heniso't qui mal y pense...
...about 10:30, something happened. For the next-to-last of her baker's dozen of songs, Meller chose "Flor del Mal" (Flower of Sin). It tells, with the utter simplicity of all Meller's repertoire, the hopeless, disdainful story of a street girl. Her clothes were shoddy, ill-fitting; her hair slovenly, black about her forehead. Midway in the singing Meller moved out on a little platform almost over the heads of the first row, and lighted a cigaret. She smoked it singing and walked over to lean, dejected, against the stage wall. The song ended and she disappeared...
They some deep stuff in it an' I don't git it all. For instunce, it sez inside, Honi soit qui mal Y pense, which is woise then th' way I spell...