Word: petered
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...leather patched shooting jackets, buttoned shooting spats, filled shooting flasks and rode on shaggy Highland ponies to the moors last week, included: Banker John Pierpont Morgan at Gannochy, Forfarshire; Telegraph Tycoon Clarence Hungerford Mackay at Glentromie; Engineer and Fly-fisherman Edward R. Hewitt, grandson of Philanthropist Peter Cooper, at BalmakeIlly; Philadelphia Socialite Clarence M. Clark at Murthly Castle; General John Joseph Pershing, crack shot, set out for a party at a spot he declined to name...
...stubborn Charles XII of Sweden gave up hope of beating Russia's huge black-haired Peter the Great, signed the Peace of Nystad. Among lands ceded to Russia at that time, was flat marshy Dagö Island at the mouth of the Gulf of Finland, not far from St. Petersburg itself. Twenty years before, Dagö Island had been colonized by good industrious Swedes who fished in the Gulf and made hay on the salt marshes. In 1787, Peter's grand-daughter-in-law, plump, passionate Catherine II grew tired of this Swedish colony practically at her doorstep...
...judges know of this quantitative test. They depend upon the layman's crude idea of drunkenness?can the accused walk a straight line, can he stand on one leg, can he clearly enunciate "Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers." Perhaps a medico-legal diagnosis of just what does constitute drunkenness may evolve for the world from clinical investigations which Belgium's Societe de medecine legale now has under...
...Hollywood scenarists could have got out something much better, but no Hollywood company has taken bet ter mountain-scenes than these. No miniature-sets and no doubles are used. You see the actors swinging over precipices thou sands of feet high, hooking spiked shoes into glassy walls. Best shot: Peter Voss getting...
Returned before St. Peter's, the Pope dismounted. Night had fallen. In the glow of spotlights he walked solemnly to a bronze altar set before a tapestry of the Last Supper. Canticles were intoned by 6,000 voices. To the kneeling thousands the elevation of the host was announced by a salvo of bugles. The Pope raised his arms heavenward, thrice blessed the throng. Then, remounting the podium, he was borne into the awesome, shadowed basilica. As he passed, the dark façade blazed with torches...