Word: mined
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Dates: during 1910-1919
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...political surprise is described as "springing a mine." Indeed, it is hard to find any vocabulary of politics or of philosophy which does not not reek with figures of speech borrowed from the battlefield. --Boston Globe...
...small whips; all this punctuated by a peculiar bizz, bizz, whizz sound like someone whistling in surprise. I could not help making the inward remark, 'I knew war was tought, but look here, boys; isn't this a bit too rough?' It seemed that the Germans had exploded a mine under one of our trenches, then opened a violent fusillade to capture what remained of it. Being second-line troops just arrived from resting up, we were not required to fight. We consequently were huddled together in a bomb-proof shelter, packed all day like sardines, but quite satisfied...
...Hampden, characterizing John Rawson, a wealthy Western mine owner, gains in effectiveness as the action progresses, and despite the quite improbable plot in which the author has placed him, makes very creditable account of himself. But light roles do not seem to fit him as well as those more serious ones which he has heretofore taken...
...fair set-off in lines of railroad laid down or in buildings put up for the "unsubstantial" creations of a Beethoven or a Mozart, a Verdi, a Gounod or a Wagner? How many feet of lumber cut, sawed and split-how many tons of coal raised from the mine and delivered-equal in value the influence on men of poems like the "Psalnt of Life," of songs like the "Marsellaise" and the "Star Spangled Banner"? Do I seem to exaggerate the significance of the thinker and his work?" said the late Professor Royce to his class one day. "He doubts...
...There are two names, Stephenson and Stevenson. The one is English, the other Scotch. The one may be the name of the devil for what I know; the other is mine. You know, by the Wellers, what immortal hatred may be kindled by a letter. And I own I grind under this which robs me, not only of my ancestors, but of my native country; and I grind the harder since I see an American publisher actually announcing my own books, and in type, under this travesty. I am, Dear Sir, Yours truly, ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON. Not Steph...