Word: wining
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Squatting on a sand-bin in Whitehall, a 62-year-old Mrs. Heggs from the Isle of Wight sheltered her sandwiches, cigarets and a bottle of wine under her umbrella and declared: "I'm used to these all-night waits. I sat up for 24 hours to watch his father's Silver Jubilee procession. I claim to be the first arrival on the Coronation procession route...
...assembly of liquor men who make up the Distilled Spirits Institute received word from California that the State Legislature had passed and sent to Governor Frank Merriam an "antidiscrimination" liquor bill not unlike Missouri's. Prime purpose of the bill is to protect proud California's wine growers, but provisions are broad enough to exclude alcoholic imports from other States...
...Taormaina: A jug of wine, a book, a slender Italian youth under a cypress tree eating spaghetti . . . . This notice in a postoffice: "Young, smart, pretty Italian man who speaks a good English, would like to follow a nice woman around Italy" . . . . A sleepy donkey pulling a colorful cart laden with flowers along a road high above the sea looking towards the Bay of Naples just at sunrise . . . . A white goat kick a streamlined diesel engine which had just run over its baby . . . . In Rome one Sunday afternoon: A woman, ermine fur, Pekinese in arms, walking with a gentleman with...
...52nd day of his fast,+ Jackson Whitlow, after hearing what he said was the Devil's voice "temptin' me on every hand," thought he heard God telling him to "take a little wine for thy stomach's sake." His wife scurried out for elderberry wine, fed him a few spoonfuls. A second message from the Lord recommended orange juice. Finally, said Jackson Whitlow, the Lord prescribed squirrel soup and beef tea, which his doctor approved and supplemented with whey and more orange juice. Said Jackson Whitlow: "The Lord's divine purpose has not been revealed...
Clochemerle, a small French provincial town in the Beaujolais wine district, was governed in 1923 by a shrewdly ambitious mayor. Progress within reasonable limits, and to the greater glory of the administration, was his realistic policy. What Clochemerle needed, thought the mayor, was a public urinal. The thing was erected, and unveiled with fitting ceremony before the whole town. And then the trouble began...