Word: nosed
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...escape paying this huge sum now and in cash would be to ratify the general debt settlement, one clause of which virtually grants France a moratorium on what she owes for War stocks. Logically the Government's position was unassailable-either ratify or pay at once "through the nose." But to Propagandist Franklin-Bouillion logic is something which can always be worsted by appeals to passion. Working himself by degrees up to a whirlwind climax, he pointed an accusing pudgy forefinger at M. Briand, shouted defiantly: "You cannot and you shall not force France to debate the debt settlement...
...year these illegal extractions at Sibley Warehouse had been in progress, evidently, before their full extent was disclosed to Commissioner of Prohibition James M. Doran, who, last week in Washington, sat frowning at an 84-page report. At 'legger prices, the liquor theft, directly under the nose of U. S. agents, amounted to some...
...great Myron T. Herrick, one of Banker-Ambassador Henry Morgenthau. When a new caddy joins the caddy-shed gang at the Piping Rock Club on Long Island, one of the first persons he learns to recognize is a very tall, very lean, very sunburned man with a decided aquiline nose, a pleasant smile. "That's Russell Doubleday," the new caddy is told. "He's a swell guy." The new caddy soon learns that though Mr. Doubleday plays golf only a little under 100, "swell guy" is a good description...
Herr Schmeling was being cautious. His opponent's long left arm was flying over-head very frequently. Senor Uzcudun was clumsy. His nose is so flattened on his face that a punch on it makes him snort for breath like a prize hog. It seemed best to him to cross his big bony arms in front of his face to protect it from Schmeling's choppy thrusts, to bend over forward and try to butt Schmeling around to where he could be hit by a wild-swinging attack. After he found the range, Uzcudun thrashed often and heavily into Schmeling...
...cook capacity by Françoise's family. A fatalist giving a dark, hollow laugh at his fate, Molinoff trundles off down the road, his back dwindling in the dust. null who sets off in hot pursuit on her bicycle, is downed by the wind, scrapes her pretty nose...