Word: milked
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Science can undo. A telephone carried the catastrophic news to Berlin. Back flashed the advice of War Gas Army experts: "Pump ammonia into the air. Pump water, if that's all you've got. Throw the leaking phosgene tank into the canal. Water decomposes phosgene. Give the surviving patients milk...
Having thus lightninged and thundered, Architect Warren ended his declaration with a statement mild as milk. He declared that the official translation of the inscription is "DESTROYED BY TEUTONIC FOLLY; RESTORED BY AN AMERICAN GIFT." He added that Monsignor Ladeuze, Rector of the University of Louvain has finally ruled that the epithet "furore" shall stand. When curious persons turned to Latin dictionaries, last week, to see if "juror" could be stretched to mean "folly." they found as authorized synonyms "delusion," "frenzy," "madness," "rage" and "fury." Nobody's Latin except Architect Warren's could make "furor" mean "folly...
...those changes which no man could have planned yet which might have been brought off by any man possessed of native intelligence, self-respect and courage. Alfred Emanuel Smith had learned to despise William Randolph Hearst. In 1919, after Smith had striven to better New York City's milk supply and been balked by a Republican legislature, Hearst's press had viciously accused Smith of being in league with the milk trust, of starving New York's babies. Smith had answered, defied, publicly tongue-lashed Hearst, with Irish violence. Now, Hearst had forgotten, but Smith...
...ever heard before. An airplane shot down from the sky and came to an abrupt stop in the tangled grasses of a clearing near the village. A woman stepped out unsteadily and fainted. Two natives picked her up and carried her into Bulawayo, where they gave her some sour milk. She developed a fever, and said her name was Lady Heath. That did not mean much to the natives, who wondered what business a lady could have between the tip of South Africa and the equator in an airplane painted turquoise blue. Nearly a month later, the fever left...
...President Connolly's appointment of a special city engineer who specified a certain type of lock-joint pipe for Queens sewers. The sole local agent for the required pipe was President Connolly's good friend, one John M. Phillips. Monopolist Phillips sat back in his office swigging milk and whiskey, dictating pipe prices to contractors, growing rich. Borough President Connolly did not grow any poorer...