Word: roasts
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...when they heard of Hoffman's release. Six weeks ago (TIME, Sept. 2) four ragged children from Manville's Poletown, two little Kolesars and two little Klementoviches, made an expedition to Farmer Hoffman's cornfield to snitch a few ears of corn for a "roast." As they crept through the tall corn rows a gun was fired close by. Johnny Kolesar, riddled with shot, died that evening. The two Klementoviches were also struck. Johnny's sister identified Craig Hoffman as "the man in the brown pants" who fired the shot. Hoffman was hustled off to jail...
...Sardis, Miss., in 1921, 500 men and women collected a mass of leaves. To a log in the middle, they fastened Henry Lowry. When his feet began to roast they brought his wife and small daughter to see how Lowry strained to swallow hot ashes...
...chamberlains, noble guards, Officers of the Swiss Guard and Papal Grenadiers. Never before had such a great gathering been seen at a Vatican function. The menu at what pious Italians have come to call Peter's Table, was, while not frugal, surprisingly simple-consommé, filet of sole, roast guinea fowl, asparagus hollandaise, assorted ices, sweets, cheese, fruit. The envoys quenched their diplomatic thirsts with glasses of white Capri, red Barolos, tawny Marsala and Gringo-lino, and Italy's champagne, Asti spumante, from Peter's Cellar...
Thousands of goat-skin-coated, wool-embroidered peasants danced and ate roast oxen to celebrate the tenth anniversary of Greater Rumania. The long festival ended last week. As a crowning touch, seven-year-old King Mihai was gravely elected President of the National Jockey Club...
...festivities, and could on occasion be gay. Among a few friends he could tell a capital story and enjoy a well-cooked dish. But his ordinary fare was meagre in the extreme. For one of his heartier meals he would cut a piece of meat into bits and roast it on a spit, as Homer's people roasted theirs. "Why not use a gridiron?" I once asked, "It is not the same," he said, "The juice then runs into the fire. But when I turn my spit it bastes itself...