Word: softly
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Grand Army would not be soft-soaped. Rheumy old eyes glowered as the proposition was voted down. Piped one stern-principled New Jersey veteran: "They were WRONG back in 1861. . . .When they admit it, and not until l then, will we join them. . . . Let them fold up their battle flags. . When they put those flags in museums, then we will believe they want reunion...
Detour, construction ahead! or--pass at your own risk, soft shoulders; it rests with the Gods just when the tortuous stream of steaming tar that winds its devious way about the yard may come of age and sink back into that desirable state of intractable resistance. The new "Route 208" or the recommended Socony medium of travel between Widener and wherever you intend to go, represents a new era in the development of the historic old yard; a graceful bow to the commercialism of the present day in the form of laundry, pressing and cleaning, delivery wagons of all sizes...
Many an Italian is oftener a father than Il Duce. It only seems as though placid, soft-eyed Donna Rachele Mussolini bore a bouncing bambino every twelvemonth. Last week it was a mere girl-child? scarcely a major victory in the "Battle of the Babes"* which Dictator Mussolini keeps urging all Italian males to fight along with the "Battle of the Grain" (TIME, Oct. 24, 1927, et seq.). When cables flashed news of this latest (fifth) Mussolini offspring, to be called "Anna Maria," observers plotted a battle chart of ages, intervals...
Last spring soft-spoken Editor William Ludlow Chenery of Collier's pondered Hidalgo's startling growth. Soon he despatched Writer Owen P. White, oldtime Texan, to be Hidalgo's historian. Writer White was amazed at many things he saw just above the Rio Grande. Among them, naturally, was "Rooster" Creager who, with Boss Baker, seemed to rule the Hidalgo roost. In his subsequent history, Writer White said: "It's right there [Hidalgo County] . . . that our two most stylish American breakfast foods, GRAFT and GRAPEFRUIT . . . have been brought to their very highest and juiciest state of perfection. . . . R. B. Creager...
Stalwart, brawny men there are today who, if they could remember scenes from their suckling days, would recall not the soft fullness of a mother's breast but a chunky tin can emitting the satisfying gurgle of U. S. condensed milk. And many a man, sensitive to form and color, would recall as a prime symbol of his infancy a fine full-blown pink blossom-the trademark of Carnation Milk...