Word: whacking
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Washington, the Rhode Island results were a whack between the eyes for both parties. Stunned by their good fortune, rejoicing Republicans interpreted the outcome according to their hopes. Cried Michigan's Senator Vandenberg: "Commonsense is convalescent at last." Warned House Minority Leader Snell: "It is the handwriting on the wall." Exulted Chicago Publisher Frank Knox: "Thank God, the people of Rhode Island can't be bought!" Bubbled Maine's Senator Hale: "It shows what's coming at the next election." Only discordant Republican voice was that of Ohio's onetime Senator Fess moaning in political...
...Karlsbad by a royal wire from his Danish sovereign King Christian X. Anticipating an event far more momentous and expensive than those that overjoyed the U. S. and Danish husbands, joyous Emperor Hirohito set in motion the ponderous, costly mechanism of a Japanese imperial birth. Soon carpenters will whack together in the Fountain Garden the elaborate Maternity Pavilion which has to be built of spotless new materials every time the lean, bespectacled little Emperor's physicians decide to wind his plump and pretty Empress in a white silk maternity belt purified by Shinto priests...
...pistol cracked. Up went the wire around the turtles in the ring's centre. The Dog House's Hot Dog (by Experiment, out of Mongrel) pulled in its neck and went to sleep. The Medical Clinic's Gluteus Maximus (by Cracked Pot, out of Whack) plunged madly toward the finish line, saw a bug, lost interest. Neck up and bobbing. Maple Leaf I (Buy British, out of God's Country) plugged steadily toward the 38-ft. circle's rim. A breeze whipped the Union Jack stuck on its back as it stepped across the line...
...suddenly enters the proceedings, alive, hearty and verbose. They will be amazed at what reappearing Frimbo has to say about death-rites in the African tribe of which he is king; at what he keeps in the bottles in his medicine chest: at who it was that tried to whack him on the head with a greasy human leg-bone...
...Miss Easter, if you don't stop roarin' an' bawlin' an' tearin' on the red raw minute yell be gettin' tally-whack an' tandam where ye'll not like it." So admonished by her nurse, little Easter, the story's heroine, manages to mind her P's & Q's for a minute, but not for more. There are her cousins Evelyn and Basil to get into mischief with, and Patsy the scullery boy. Patsy breeds ferrets in an overstuffed armchair, knows the countryside and its sports like...