Word: mistakenness
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...your article that the Duchess of Elchingen, at No. 20 Rue Quentin-Bauchart, relict of Michel Ney. who died in 1931, vigorously denied that her husband's ancestor was buried in the U. S. . . . This beautiful lady, who married a blood relation of Marshal Ney, is sadly mistaken. In 1902 Rev. W. A. Sadtier published a book, Under Two Captains in which he gave the biography of a general who fought under Marshal Ney, and later escaped execution, came to America, and was an honored Lutheran minister in the State of Indiana. He stated that Marshal...
...give President Roosevelt a parting boost by declaring that he had $20,000 to bet 2-to-1 on Roosevelt's reelection, boasting that he could find no takers (TIME, July 27). If he thought that his offer would be safe because he was at sea, he was mistaken. Robert B. Greene, a Wall Street betting commissioner, in a radiogram to the Rex, took half the Democratic financier's bet for a client. Next a Republican who voted for Roosevelt in 1932, Le Grand Bouton Cannon of Tuxedo Park, N. Y., hastened to claim the other half...
Except for his tenderly polite manner and the enthusiasm that bubbles in his R-less, drawing-room voice, he might be mistaken for a member of Harvard's famed Porcellian Club. He is "Dos" to a wide acquaintance, but he has few intimate friends. At parties he is famed for his polite but sudden departures, for leaving his hat in a special place by itself, so that he will not have to rummage for it when he makes his getaway. Sensitive of other people's feelings to the point of anguish, he will sometimes blurt out what...
...TIME (July 13) you stated that Peggy Anne Landon had never had any dates till she entered the University two years ago. I wonder if you haven't been mistaken in this statement. When I was a senior in Topeka High School, one of my best friends dated Peggy Anne...
...rattlesnake himself, interviewed two surviving Shakers in Mount Lebanon, lived in the famed Oneida Community, went to a cockfight near Syracuse, always tried to find, in the local customs, turns of speech, characteristics, meaningful survivals from the richly spiritual past. Even readers who feel that Author Carmer has mistaken the pulsebeat of his own psychic interests for distant drumbeats are likely to be impressed by this sympathetic account of oddments in his native State...