Word: odore
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...tale of triumph. Yet, most curiously, the odor of death hangs over the story of Jay Gould. It is not so much, perhaps, that consumption took its gradual toll of his energies and powers. Nor is it that his chief business intimates died penniless, or insane, or by violence. Gould had the Midas-touch. He transmuted the most unlikely stuff into gold. But in the transmuting he took from it all life and beauty, left it deflowered and pitiful. Said pleasure-loving Jim Fisk: "Gould lets everyone carry out his own corpse." Said pious, ruthless Daniel Drew: "His touch...
...could not have pointed with pride to the texture, the shape, the odor of her product. It would have been coarse, ill-shapen, irritating to the skin, offensive to the nose. Guests would have shunned the White House bathrooms. Servants would have departed in disgust and fury rather than wash dishes with thrifty, housewifely soap. Wisely, Mrs. Coolidge chose to purchase soap made of the finest oils, boiled in steam-heated, 1,000,000-lb. urns, purified of complexion-destroying acids, perfumed with flowered scents, shaped to beguile both hand...
...housewives to buy soap, but how to make them addicts of a particular brand. Manufacturers have appealed, variously, to vanity, comfort, whimsy. To the Palmolive-Peet Company, vanity appears the chief factor in the public's soap-buying. Women are urged to "keep that schoolgirl complexion." A faint odor of promiscuity hangs over the seductive call of Woodbury's Facial Soap-"A Skin You Love to Touch." But the forthrightness of the Woodbury laboratories (N. Y.), is reestablished by the picture of Founder John H. Woodbury, minus neck,* appearing on each package...
...walked meditatively around it. She saw where she could alter the hang, and, stooping over, with swift fingers pinned folds here, there. The negligee fit smartly. Lane Bryant slipped it off her customer; basted it; stitched it quickly. And her home work room ? hung with the musty odor of thread, cloth and warm flat-irons ? became the core of seven large and busy specialty stores ? hung with the musty odor of face-powder, perfume and new clothes...
...Significance. André Maurois in-itroduces Author Green as "the best novelist of his generation." Others have declared him Balzacian, and murmured of Emily Bronte's Wuthering Heights, for his uncanny realism is not of the modern self-conscious variety. Master of detail-heavy odor of wistaria over the garden wall, crunch of wheels on the gravel, pebbles shaping the brook into a plaited pattern-no single word is superfluous, and each image blends into an unforgettable whole...