Word: nashe
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...whose portrait hangs in Rome at Fascist Party headquarters. Like the good Fascist he is, Lord de Clifford bought himself some time ago an Italian supercharged Lancia in which to burn up the road between Belisha beacons. While doing so one night the Italian Lancia met a British Frazer-Nash head on and killed Douglas George Hopkins, the sporting secretary of the Frazer-Nash Car Club, who was driving with his sister Sheila and her friend Rosemary Reynolds. A constable verified from the wheel tracks the impression of all concerned that Lord de Clifford was not driving on his side...
Attorney General Sir Thomas Inskip clipped out a dry, unemotional prosecutor's speech for the Crown: ". . . The police constable found the defendant's Lancia car near the middle of the road, and, like the deceased's Frazer-Nash, it was badly damaged. ... I shall submit that, if your Lordships' defendant was driving in a reckless, careless, negligent manner on this occasion and by so driving caused the death of Douglas George Hopkins, your Lordships should find him guilty of the offense of manslaughter...
Though I admit that this feat might not prove so difficult for the Count, I was given to understand that his sole claim to distinction in the conflict had been the pinking of his tail surfaces. F. V. NASH Nash Conley Co. Minneapolis, Minn...
...editors have secured an imposing list of talent to enrich their little brain child. There are bawdy cartoons by the leading New Yorker and Esquire artists, articles by Philip Wylie, Rex Stout, and poems by William Rose Benet, Leonard Bacon and Ogden Nash; and one act plays by Hervey Allen and Marc Connelly. The subject matter runs the gamut of the privy and bedroom school of expression...
...himself "Love's Whitewing, or the D. S. C. of the tender passions," or of the horrible torture Mr. Clippey underwent in his frustrated efforts to "wash his hands," or of the sad plight of "a spinster named Gretel, who wore underclothes made of metal," or chuckle over Mr. Nash's delicate eulogy to a privy. But personally we enjoyed most a little song by Odgen Nash entitled "Quartet For The Sidewalks of New York" from which we quote a stanza...