Word: tumbler
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...team of mules. Other exhumations followed until 22 arsenicated corpses were discovered. Only then did a pair of Hungarian gendarmes, black cock feathers in their bowler hats, march down the main street of Nagyrev to arrest the terrible Mrs. Fazekas. She saw them coming, instantly drained a stiff tumbler of her potent essence of flypaper and died...
...fire, and while blazing mix both ingredients by pouring them four or five times from one mug to the other. If well done this will have the appearance of a continuous stream of liquid fire. Sweeten with one teaspoonful of pulverized white sugar, and serve in a small bar tumbler, with a piece of lemon peel. ... A beholder gazing for the first time upon an experienced artist compounding this beverage, would naturally come to the conclusion that it was a nectar for Pluto rather than Bacchus. The novice in mixing this beverage should be careful not to scald himself...
...only one making a sacrifice. I am giving up the man I love to marry you because you are responsible for my present condition.' ... A man named Hilton it was. ... It wasn't lasting, however, because she later became violently in love with a boy named Ernie Tumbler. . . . Now and then she would taunt me, 'I don't get a kick out of being married to you.' . . . And then-I suppose it was in an effort to justify her conduct with Tumbler-she started telling her friends I was a degenerate...
...outgoing mail arrives at the Nashville Post Office after 6 p. m.* The Christmas deluge was spread out and handled efficiently, partly because of Dr. O'Callaghan's plea last month: "My Dear Postal Patron: "CHRISTMAS TO THE POST-OFFICE is not a mere tempest in a tumbler of water, but it is an ambitious ocean of cards and parcels, a veritable whirlwind, and while riding 'THIS WHIRLWIND,' we must 'DIRECT THE STORM.' "WILL YOU BE OUR RAINBOW ? By shopping early and mailing early, scatter our usual seven day storm over a twelve...
...fact that this hand picked chorus from the far side of the Sahara proved conclusively that when art reaches pedal extremities it is not footless. In fact one would do well to spend an evening, two dollars and a half, and three quarters of a tumbler full of energy at Cattle Hall watching the annual December destruction of the Histrionic Club. As the old sea dog said when his child was born...