Word: trunkful
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...lest offensive is the sticker craze. I suppose I'll have to stomach the exhibition of foreign baggage labels. I've got a few on my bags myself--but the stickers which explain in bold-faced type that Harvard College is responsible for a bag or a trunk and the manners and personal appearance of the twirp it belongs to are altogether too much for me. The only thing which is worse, and it's nothing short of nauseous, are painted slickers. I saw one yesterday and honestly on it was drawn a big green and red parrot. Above...
...Loree, President of the Delaware & Hudson Railroad, recently laid a proposal before the Commission for the construction of a line, 283 miles long, from Allegheny City to Easton, Pa., at a cost of some 205 millions. The purpose of the proposal was to create a new trunk line route that would shorten the distance between New York City and Pittsburgh by 75 or 80 miles...
...Around a trunk in the Union Station, Toledo, crowded porters, reporters and detectives. With left hands they held their noses. With right hands they struggled awkwardly to open a "mystery trunk, which stank in a manner to indicate that it might contain matter for the strong stomachs of yellow journalism. Then, with a final "Right." Detective De Lora whanged the trunk open with a crowbar. Out rolled several dozen heads of cabbage. The trunk, emptied, was held for its owner...
...anemic personality and a presence far from inspiring, which accounts in no small degree for the alleged lack of Monarchist sentiment in Saxony. It is said that on one occasion, when he was standing in uniform upon a station platform, a lady asked him to move her trunk. He replied suavely: "Madam, I am not a porter; I only look like...
...brow of one M. Raphael Duflos clouded. On the porch of his country house was a trunk. He approached gingerly, opened it. Ah! then he was just in time, for the trunk was filled with his valuables. After tapping his hip pocket to gauge his courage, M. Duflos let himself into the house. Placed conspicuously on a table was a letter addressed to his wife, Mme. Hugette Duflos, once a Comédie Francaise beauty about whom half Paris raved and about whom the other half would have raved had it not been raving about other beauties. M. Duflos, visibly...