Word: odorized
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Banana oil, so called because of its odor resembling bananas, is isoamyl acetate, prepared synthetically and not from bananas as you would have us believe in your article under Colombia, issue...
...class of people, and one class only for those in whose hearts lives the love of Christmas for its own sake. To those few who do not have this love, to those for whom the lighted shop windows decorated with holly and red ribbon hold no thrill, the pungent odor of the Christmas trees no memories, and the clear, sweet sound of the Christmas carols no dreams, these stories will mean little they will be merely well-written sentimentality...
...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...
...rats scuttled, in hidden places of the S. S. Steel Inventor, in last week from Brazil. Health inspectors were about to fumigate her. The crew fastened doors and hatches. All was quiet below. The boat rocked a little; chains scraped; water tattled against the hull. Then a sweetish odor came upon the hidden men, like the taste of peach stone kernels. Seven of them collapsed, limply, dead from the hydrocyanic acid gas used for the fumigation...
...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...