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While dapper, prolific Biographer Emil Ludwig was poking among historic relics in a Corsican museum, a bronze statue of Jerome Bonaparte, youngest of Napoleon's four brothers, toppled, cracked him smartly on the pate. Moaned Emil Ludwig: "I had too many things to say about Jerome ... in my book [Napoleon']. He has his vengeance...
...granite, flying out from under the sledge hammer, might have cut someone in the studio audience. So a dinner plate was substituted for the paver. But when the prop man swung his little hammer, breaking the plate, he also dug quite a gash in the hobbyist's pate. Once a beekeeper lost control of some of his pets, who held Studio 36 against all comers for the rest of the night. A guest rooster flew off during a rooftop show, turned up later in the Tenderloin. Only this month, while Mrs. Eleanor Roosevelt was guest master of ceremonies...
From the soles of his high-laced shoes to the top of his balding pate, Nathan Gedaliah Richman is the kind of executive that Richman workers think is tops. They like the way he sheds the coat of his $22.50 suit on hot days and goes into the cafeteria (lunch 18? to 22?) with his gold watch chain gleaming across his comfortable paunch. They like their 36-hour, five-day week, which they have had for six years. They like the immemorial company custom by which an officer of the firm stands at the front door of the plant...
...Fullers of Pate's Siding and their kin have far more in common with hard-working U. S. farmers of the West than with the bizarre, demoralized crackers of Erskine Caldwell's books. The Pate's Siding folk show about the usual run of rural superstitions: those who prepare for the end of the world during an eclipse are the same who invent the community's ghosts and picturesque fables. Their births, deaths, weddings, coon hunts, corn-huskings, box suppers, hog killings, squabbles, worries, jokes and tragedies are memorable because Author Harris writes about them sensitively...
Jean Sibelius has finished his eighth symphony (in his boulder-like head; it is not yet completely written down). From Brahms's massive skull came four symphonies, from Tchaikovsky's high crown six, from Beethoven's shaggy pate nine. Mozart's wonderfully broad forehead gave out no less than 41. But when tough old Joseph ("Papa'') Haydn sat down at the age of 72 to catalogue his works, he could shake his egg-shaped head till it nearly cracked, but he could not for the life of him remember all those nice symphonies...