Word: woodenness
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...whole, in a manner to sustain interest. Apparently the abridgment was intended to give the reader all the dynamiting and slaughter at the expense of paring down the Arabian milieu. This was a doubtful course?like abridging the Iliad into a penny dreadful about a wooden horse. Fortunately, Mr. Lawrence has done his own abridging and retained more than a modicum in the original nobler and broader strain. The book is simply what its author pleases the public shall read; and such is the nature of vox populi that hosannas are being sung...
...responsive to modern Republican ideals, threw all its cars open to the public without discrimination at a 20 pfennig fare (5c). Many a proletarian grumbled because the onetime third-class fare had been only 15 pfennigs. Many an aristocrat was vexed to be crowded into third-class cars with wooden benches, while pushful workingmen reclined on first-class red velvet. All, however, were elated with civic pride at another feature of the new service: the one-class fare ticket is valid not only on the subway but permits transfer to busses, street cars-at no extra cost...
When the U. S. was very young,* wooden bowls were turned where "dish timber" grew and "minifers" (pins) came whence brass could be drawn into wire. New England resourcefulness produced "Yankee notions" which found a ready market with the agrarian Dutch, the simple Quakers, the luxury-loving Southerners. Bright young Yankees left home with a packful of Neighbor Brown's nutmegs, Neighbor Smith's pie tins and Uncle Timothy's rawhide "whangs" (shoe-laces). Bronson Alcott hit the road with tinware and almanacs instead of going to Yale. Worcester Polytechnic Institute was founded by John Boynton, onetime...
...Wooden Kimono?Insanity, murder, mystery and every other creepy thing...
...house in Baltimore, a mature-looking woman with pale, patrician flesh above her square-cut bodice, with brows like ribbons over quiet, uninterested dark eyes, looks out from a wooden panel at the doings of Jacob Epstein. Mr. Epstein, once a peddler,* now a dry-goods millionaire, will admit to a few friends that the lady cost him $250,000-about $1,250 per square inch since the portrait is only 17 in. x 11⅜ in. Her name is Emilia Pia de Montefeltro, and to set his mind at rest as to whether or not she was painted...