Word: smelling
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Joseph J. Muir, Senate chaplain, gave the blessing. Deep-voiced John C. Crockett, reading clerk, was toastmaster. James D. Preston, genial superintendent the Senate press gallery, announced the arrival of the world's largest underslung pipe, six feet long, made of pasteboard. "What mal it smell so bad?" chirped an insolent page. Investigations reveal a copy of the "Senate Rules with Dawes' Amendments" (the amendments shot full of holes). From the bowl of the pasteboard pipe other gifts for the Vice President emanated...
Cleaning windows is poor training for painting landscapes, even river scenes. Scrubbing floors, poking up stairs which smell of last night's supper, dusting closets, beating carpetscause he had talent. A black man with talent might find a patron, but only because he was black. Palmer Hayden, Negro, found no patron. He washed windows for a living, painted scenes that he rememberednished pictures and two sketches, they depicted the Holy Land he is held, pretending to be an artist? The critics may have been right. Mr. Cornwall's work has a facility that keeps it from being important. He gets...
...ruddy-faced young Englishman on a tramcar was reading a copy of a U. S. magazine. A smell of perspiration and wet woolens arose from the people around him. They were people like himself, of obscure destiny and unimportant identity, working people, going home to supper. The young man was 20 years old, a clerk by profession, secretary to one Thomas Gibson Bowles, proprietor and editor of Vanity Fair. The article he read told about Thomas Edison...
...generations ago, this scene, but one of the mornings of last week. The buffalo, some of the last in the world, were restive because the day before, to their retreat on the rugged northern end of Antelope Island, had come a smell that they had seldom known but instinctively feared-men and horses...
...have never been west of Allentown, Pennsylvania, on the Lehigh. Nor have they tried that excellent establishment, the Howard Athenaeum. Of course the best friend after a visit to burlesque of the "old school" is an old clothes merchant, for where there's smoke there's sure to be smell--as the old proverb says--but, in the long run as Nurnri used to say, it is worth it. For physicists can learn what happens when an irresistible force meets an immovable body and doctors can leave why, when he signs up has chorus, a burlesque manager takes on flesh...