Word: sicking
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Official Cognizance. Hearing these murmurs, Secretary Kellogg took heed. He well remembered the storm that broke when Count Karolyi was admitted to this country to visit his sick Countess but forbidden political utterances (TIME, Mar. 2). He considered what might be done in the case of this Parsee with the unpronounceable name, Shapurji Saklatvala. Secretary Hughes had had his Karolyi, but Secretary Kellogg did not want a Saklatvala for a Karolyi...
...Cafe Neant ("Nothingness"), Montmartre, Paris, a soul-sick traveler of life's rugged highway reclined beside a black coffin, gulped beer from a human skull. Amid their falsetto shrieks and groans, other travelers, pleasure-spent, raised skull-mugs to their fleshy lips, thwacked the coffin-lid, toyed with human bones?the femur, the tibia, the humerus. Waiters in the greasy black of undertakers made long faces, scurried about the skeleton hall, doing waiters' work. Maudlin antiquaries dilated upon the history of the ghoul-crooked relics...
...soul-sick one called for his bill. It was exorbitant. He seized a femur from the wall. With one blow he smote the waiter senseless to the floor; with another he felled a fellow-drinker who had rushed to the waiter's defense...
...when they had removed the two victims and others, battered and bruised by many a thump, they could not find the soul-sick hacker. The deep night and still night had swallowed...
Tossed in jeopardy on the prone sea, or waiting in anguish by a sick-bed while a human spirit wags and gutters in the draught of death, men pray rashly, and implore with extravagant promises the mercy of the Deity. If Christ will deliver them out of their peril, they swear to burn every evening a tall candle before His Mother's shrine; if he will let their darling live, they will erect a church to his glory. The sea grows calm; disease leaves the wracked body. Men smile, and forthwith forget both their anguish and their vows...