Word: sweete
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...When I drive on a country road in this county farmers or their wives call to me: 'Come in and get some cider, a basket of grapes, some sweet corn for dinner.' The women of the town and county keep the print shop fragrant with flowers. I have a place in this community...
Readers of metropolitan newspapers last week observed a new and particularly acrimonious development in the current advertising disagreement between tobacco & sugar, cigarets & candies, Lucky Strikes & Sweets. Begun last winter, when American Tobacco Co. initiated its famed "Reach for a Lucky Instead of a Sweet" series, the publicity war has already produced an astonishing number of alarms and excursions. Indignant outbursts have proceeded from Candy Weekly and other sugar centres. Competing cigarets have rebuked the Lucky campaign.* Advertising itself has engaged in an intermural struggle over "tainted" v. "honest" testimonials. The Better Business Bureau and the Federal Trade Commission have been...
...merely fashions what his publishers are pleased to call belles lettres. In spite of this he commands a host of readers. Sensitive to nuances of a bygone age, he distills the essence of proverbial Southern romance, imprisons it in luxuriant prose: "The deep South, like a conservatory, was sweet with flowers. The isolated burial grounds, approached by avenues of cedars, and shaded with willows and live oaks and linden, were planted with white flowers-Cape jasmines, bridal wreath, white japonica, sweet alyssum and white althea. In the strange white radiance of Alabama moonlight white flowers-Cherokee roses, the night-blooming...
...crowding all the other wines out of our smart restaurants. The women are responsible; they always want Champagne! Every year they want it sweeter, more heavily liquored. And after a meal what is their favorite liqueur? Creme de menthe! I suppose because they like the green color and sickly sweetness." Asked what wines he would serve at a dinner of connoisseurs, Mr. Reeves-Smith quickly replied, "If some men were coming in to dine with me, we would have Sherry with the soup, Moselle with the fish, and then we should really begin-we should start drinking clarets...
...William was a poet and a mystic who spoke the truth in strange symbols, who spoke frankly about God and Jesus Christ and Shelley, taking them all so seriously that he seemed often to blaspheme. The simple villagers, understanding, caressed him with their sweet Devon accent, but their patroness, wealthy spinster, bristled with gossip about him. Alarmed for her daughter, Mary's mother discouraged William's presence at the manor. Hurt, miserable, William withdrew...