Word: mud
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...erratic friend of Charles Curtis of Kansas is William Allen White of Kansas. In his voluminous public writings, Mr. White once called Mr. Curtis "a nit-wit." But during the 1928 campaign he more or less retracted that and helped the Hoover-Curtis ticket by throwing mud at Alfred Emanuel Smith...
Negroes from North Carolina, coal miners from Indiana, a detachment from the Chicago Board of Trade, another composed of Oklahoma Indians, a mud-covered dozen of doughboys from Chattanooga (advertising war's discomfort), these and others to the number of 35,000 marched and countermarched last week in Louisville, Ky. at the American Legion's eleventh annual convention, a record-breaker both for spectators and for excitement...
...subject. The meeting will be one of the first attempts in this vicinity to make a reasonable and intelligent protest against what is now considered the abuse of censorship. Hitherto when a popular play or book has been banned, the only effect has unfortunately been a good deal of mud-slinging by those on either side of the question, without any effort to fight on common ground. That there should be some assembly whose function would be to discuss and criticize matters that come up for censorship, submitting at least an advisory opinion to the body in which the actual...
...They shouted "Palestine for the Arabs!," jabbered of Holy War and of the booty to be got by plundering expeditions into Palestine. Syria is a protectorate of France but her civilized soldiers have never been able to quell the wild, rebellious Sultan El Atrash who lives in a mud palace high in the remote mountains and sallies forth on sporadic raids at the head of his hard-riding, fanatical Druse tribesmen. Last week the dread Atrash was reputed to be rampaging toward Palestine with 800 of his own horsemen and 2,000 Bedouins who recently joined his plundering banner...
...Cumana, Venezuela, last week, citizens smoked their evening cigarets along the water front, striving for a breath of cool air. A little tramp steamer, her name roughly painted out, chugged into the harbor, noisily dropped her mud hook. Small boats were put out, rowed ashore. Boxes and crates were landed on the beach. From Cumana's fort an officer watched for a few minutes till he saw the fat barrel of a machine gun lifted out of a crate. Then hastily he threw away his cigaret, sounded the alarm...