Word: paws
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...noise made by the dogs was loud and horrible. A small, stupid child, like many who attended the dog show, reached out a paw toward a vast belligerent St. Bernard who was lounging in his sawdust covered stall, swathed in a towel lest the slobber from his mouth should stain his sleek and tonsured fur. The St. Bernard lurched bellowing at the child; a collie barked at the St. Bernard; an Airedale yelped at the collie; soon, all the dogs were in a noisy fury. The people whose business it was to care for the dogs were never disconcerted; they...
...times surrounded her are dexterously manipulated. Ninon's long friendship with M. de Saint-Evremond is made real and splendid, as is that curious moment when the old lady stretched a wrinkled hand to touch, like a godmother who bestows an inheritance of her magic, the small sticky paw of Voltaire, then a monkeyish brat. Ironical, Romantic...
Gypsies. As numerous as rabbits in New Zealand are gypsy fortune-tellers in New York this winter. They rent vacant stores as combined homes & professional offices, hang up a few draperies perfumed with sweat & garlic, paw visitors' palms for considerations of $1 to $3 each. If a client wants a really big question answered, he is sometimes instructed to press a $1 bill against the gypsy and blow on it, while the gypsy neatly picks his pocket. For such practices, the police arrested seven gypsy women in uptown Manhattan a fortnight ago, and examined dozens more last week. Be these...
School, Mount Holly, N. J. When Teacher Caroline Carroll stood up smartly with an American flag, all the other pupils raised their right hands in the trig salute that they had been taught to use. Not so William Albertson, who merely waggled one grimy paw. Said Teacher Carroll: "William Albertson, you salute that flag!" Smirked William Albertson: "Aw, I did salute it, didn't I, good enough?" Dullards sniggered, smart alecks frowned, Teacher Carroll made her face look stern. "You come with me, William Albertson, right now," said she. Out in the hall she seized William Albertson, shook...
...there stood a fat squirrel who looked like "Babe" Ruth. On the limb of an oak tree not far off, stood another. Soon the squirrel on the oak limb picked up an acorn, moistened it as if about to throw a spitball, pirouetted with an acorn clasped in waving paw, then threw a spitball to the squirrel on the roof who caught the pitched nut. Through a whole autumn afternoon these two impudent squirrels thus aped their betters playing baseball. (Such, at any rate, was the substance of a report vouched for by one Clair L. Morey, Canandaigua attorney...