Word: whiskeys
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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September Seizures in Detroit were: 199 cars and trucks; 190 boats; 38 outboard motors; 1,572 kegs of beer; 2,063 cases of whiskey; 30,000 cases of beer-total value for the month...
...train for the seashore relieve himself of an acute toothache which suddenly seized him after the train had left station past help of all drugstores, dentists? "One method would seem to be as follows: 1) Read papers furiously in effort to distract mind. 2) Hold small quantity of whiskey in mouth extracted from pocket flask. 3) Plaster offending molar with chewing-gum. "On Aug. 12 the writer had cause to be greatly annoyed after trying the above methods without results. He then opened the current issue of TIME, and, upon glancing up, much to his surprise found train pulling into...
...scornfully described by the lazy fellows, was in reality James J. Walker, Mayor of New York, who had been abroad for two months. Surely the adjectives applied by the bargees were out of order; they had read, no doubt, in spare moments, accounts of the Mayor's whiskey-tippling in England, his beer-drinking in Germany, his liquid luncheons in Italy, his wine-bibbing in France and his miscellaneous guzzlings in bars and on trains elsewhere. But they had not read the Mayor's most recent wireless message from on board the Ile de France...
...keel upward through her deck. Most of the sailors, 258 of them, and two of the officers had been killed. In Washington, men in frock coats sat around long tables and talked into a blue haze of cigar smoke. Ambassadors called on one another and chatted over tea or whiskey & soda. In munitions factories and arsenals, men in dirty shirts lifted heavy kegs and barrels, piled them together in hundreds, in thousands. And in little towns, in big cities the brass bands played marching songs while the people cheered and stamped their feet. At last, on April...
...damn kid didn't get himself shot over in France, after all the trouble I went to on his account. . . ." Boasted a lanky comedian, ". . . Maybe you don't remember the night down in Santiago when the Colonel bummed a drink of my whiskey and I wrapped him up in a tent and put him to sleep on the top of a bramble bush. . . ." Said a whiskered merry-andrew, "It was you and me that tied the bag around Johnny Tenner .... He was a great kid and he sure could beat that drum. . . . I met his girl a while...