Word: messe
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...found himself taking her seriously. Incapable of fidelity at his best, he went through all the contortions of betrayal, attempting even the wife of a best friend. A simplicist would say that Jo was his-own-worst enemy. His sadistic self-torturings finally landed him in a pretty mess: still completely married, practically sure he was in love with Tillie, he made dishonorable proposals of marriage to two other women. As luck and the author would have it, Tillie's old lover turned up at this point, and just as the humiliation of being actually in love was threatening...
...with her since the awkward age. Marriage with Antoine was a disappointment to romantic Minne. She took to experimenting with lovers. But they all left her cold. Her increasing despair made her reckless, roused Antoine's suspicions; it began to look as if their marriage would be a mess. In time's nick Antoine persuaded her to go with him to Monte Carlo for a fortnight. There the miracle occurred: Minne and Antoine found they were not so mismated after...
...correspondents last week Secretary Stimson made clear that he was not fooling, that he and President Hoover are aroused, that U. S. Minister Mitchell goes to Monrovia to make clean a filthy mess...
...only a few are left, mostly in the South. These are fond of pointing out that Benjamin Franklin was the champion U. S. snuffer. He startled European courts by the care he used in carrying the right colored box for every occasion. In Canada, the Royal Highlanders at mess pass around a ramshorn filled with dry snuff, of which every member and guest must partake. Damp snuff is highly-ground tobacco mixed with a little salt and, later, oil of wintergreen, rose, or a similar flavor. The advantage of chewing snuff over chewing tobacco is that snuff does not form...
...doors, even the Emperor. Thus the wrathful monarch was watching when his Black Eagle turned into a Black Crow, lost control of his ship at an altitude of 100 ft., crashed in a mass of tangled wreckage. "Spite work!" cried Colonel Julian emerging uninjured from the mess. "That Frenchman who commanded the Abyssinian Air Force before I took command tampered with my ship. Spite work...