Word: trouserings
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...allowed to play football, a question that enjoys a peculiar frightfulness just after the season, has just had a particularly obnoxious renascence. With the open season a month over, the familiar problem has pushed up the cover of the ashcan, straightened its necktie, shined its shoes on its trouser legs, and strode boldly into the Carnegie Foundation for the Advancement of Teaching. The Carnegie Foundation has, by means of intelligence tests (and what a world of blasted hopes and teary smiles is in those two words!) discovered that college athletes rate thus according to intelligence: Tennis players, 87 percent; fencers...
...please, that other trouser...
...bottoms of their coats. Stalwart, silver-haired Secretary James John Davis (Labor) put one hand in his pocket, straightened his shoulders and let a small boyish smile start. Next, bulking solidly behind the President, was Secretary Herbert Clark Hoover (Commerce) who casually plunged each hand into a trouser pocket (without brushing his coat back) and squinted pleasantly. Secretary William M. Jardine (Agriculture), baldest Cabinet member, put his right hand in his trouser pocket (with coat swung back), hid his left hand behind him and gazed seriously, straight ahead. Secretary Hubert Work (Interior), but for whose mustache and Secretary Mellon...
Jewesses no less than Jews were barred from their classes by the bullying Christians. Many a Jewess wept openly, lamented loudly. Several Jews, goaded, but outnumbered, sought to dash rabbit-like in at an unguarded classroom door. Chased, they were collared, hoisted by trouser-seats, ejected from the University buildings. Two professors who sought to rescue them were pummeled, severely bruised...
...Minnie Levine. Out came Mrs. Levine with a pair of scissors. Mr. Berardi ground them for her on his scissors-grinder as expertly as he could. Mrs. Levine eyed the result, her lips in a purse of doubt. Suddenly she seized Mr. Berardi by his baggy trousers. Snip! Before you could say "Spaghetti" she had sliced a gaping moon out of one trouser, right at the knee. Ventilated, humilitated Mr. Berardi rushed to court...