Word: taverner
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...daughter Eleonore, whom he taught piano—but the love was unrequited. He never had much luck with the fairer sex, and he nevera married despite interest in a number of women. Prudishness and shyness are partial explanations: when one woman made passes at him in a tavern, “He was at first cold, and then violent, giving her head a sharp smack,” Morris writes. But Beethoven also carried the albatross of physical unattractiveness: he had a swarthy complexion, skin pits, and short legs. One singer rejected him, “because...
Prose does not hide that Caravaggio killed people during the tavern-fights which he loved to instigate, and that his competitive spirit—particularly with other artists—earned him an incredible collection of enemies. But somehow these behaviors get lost in the magnificent descriptions of the artist’s work. Somehow, in Francine Prose’s biography, the violence of the character is camouflaged in the tumult of Renaissance Italy...
Bloodthirsty black slaves, villainous Catholic priests, and a tavern-keeper who plotted to crown himself king conspired to burn New York City to the ground in 1741. The damage was minimal, thanks in part to the dogged work of the judiciary. The wrongdoers confessed and were punished, and the city was saved...
...trials were conducted in front of the provincial Supreme Court, on which Horsmanden was a justice. During the grand jury investigations, Mary Burton, a servant of the white tavern-keeper John Hughson, admitted under threat of imprisonment that her master was plotting to overthrow the government and make himself the first monarch of New York City. (Of course, New York would not have an absolutist ruler for another 152 years, when the city elected Rudolph Giuliani as mayor...
...fleeting defiance, staged by those unable to imagine life outside the Big Easy--or perhaps unwilling to ponder the possibility that it might not come back. On Bourbon Street in the French Quarter last week, slightly sauced survivors sat on the bar stools of Johnny White's, a tavern they say has never closed in its 14-year history. "Why are they making us leave? Did they evacuate Iraq?" asks Greg Rogers, known as Squirrel. "Why didn't they just give us a job? Say, 'Here, dude, if you're going to stay, get busy...