Word: tobaccoed
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Bigger Big Three. The cigarette industry's Big Three were still growing. American Tobacco Co.'s Lucky Strikes last year chalked up a record $819,631,122 in sales, and stayed in first place. But its increase in business (7.2%) was less than R. J. Reynolds Tobacco Co.'s Camels (15.5%) and Liggett & Myers' Chesterfield (10.6%). The only major company to suffer a drop was Philip Morris, whose sales slumped...
Born rich (in 1832), Manet decided early on his lifework and never had to compromise. Art school, he complained, was "like entering a tomb," but he spent six years buried there, learning to paint studio nudes in various shades of tobacco juice. When he had all the fashionable tricks cold, Manet started traveling, copied masterpieces in Belgium, Holland, Germany and Italy. After such a training, he submitted his personal experiments to the Salon-Paris' high court...
Mail-Order Model. She went to Northwestern University for a year and a half, then quit and got a job as a model. She posed for pictures for the Montgomery Ward catalogue. She went to New York, got a job playing Pearl in a road-show version of Tobacco Road...
...middle of the living room there is a big table covered with oilcloth. On it are piled his manuscripts, books and papers; the children's toys; his wife's sewing, chipped teacups; dirty spoons, knives and forks; lamps, an inkwell, glasses, clay pipes, tobacco ash; in a word, it is the most indescribable muddle. . . . One's eyes are so blinded by coal and tobacco smoke that it is like walking around in a cave until one becomes accustomed to it and objects begin to loom up through the fog. . . . Sitting down is a dangerous business...
...spite of all the popular misconceptions, writers do seem to have one characteristic in common--they are individualists. This was borne out in an advanced writing class last Fall, when one Radcliffe member pulled out a huge pipe from her handbag, piled it high with aromatic tobacco, and started smoking with all the guest of an old salt. The ten male writers sitting around the table were left gaping for only a second; from then on they refused to blink, and so the class ended happily...