Word: soiling
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Harvard University stands on a cultural soil three centuries deep. People elsewhere are scandalized at the repeated explosions which detonate the political and intellectual life of New England. Does it occur to them that such explosions may be vastly to the credit of a community? Does it occur to them that the deeper scandal may be absence of such explosions? --The Boston Globe...
...themselves, but their hired lobbyists, suave, well-garbed, soft-spoken gentlemen, prosperous on their fees. They came to make the farmers' argument. Here and there a "dirt farmer" (as he always carefully introduced himself) would get in by mistake, but by and large the touch and feel of the soil was noticeably lacking from the agricultural witnesses who journeyed from New York and Chicago offices, from chambers of commerce, from large co-operative marketing centres...
...that he might have more time for music. Borodin remembered him in the early days as a foppish fellow who played bits from Trovatore and Traviata but that pretty stage passed swiftly. A peasant streak came out. Moussorgsky loved Russia and its history. He loved the people and the soil whence they came. He would put them in his music and that music would be unfixed by petty patterns. So the idea grew and out of it came songs with strange, bright har monies and crazy, reckless rhythms. Came Boris with its savage splendor and Tchaikovsky wrote: &"As for Moussorgsky...
...wait a little. Then. . . .Joe. I toldya never mind that guy. Ignore him. What's a dirty look? Don't soil your hands on him. . . .So I let him wait a little that guy'll be going pretty soon now and then I gave him the old line about I couldn't afford it. And that's right. I can't, and keep the bus too. Sure I have. Oh, I sold the Ford to Louie before Christmas. And the old man asks me if I want to live at college next year or get another...
...Benjamin's death, a footless tippler who turns the five brothers out and lets the farm go to ruin. In years past four of the brothers had tried to escape the farm, two for Canada, one for the glamorous army, and another to marry his Jessie, but the soil lured them back. Exiled now, their only thought was to return, and at the first opportunity they bought up their old farm though it was wretched and twitch-sown again...