Word: yokel
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...larger air currents in which the spiral motion occurs, as an eddy is carried down a brook.) In England, townsfolk living north and west of London scrambled from their beds before dawn, panic-stricken by sounds of falling crockery and chimney pots. Through the lanes of Duddleston fled a yokel in a nightshirt screaming, "The end of the world has come!" In Hereford, the town clock struck thrice though it was really five o'clock. At Stratford-on-Avon, U. S. tourists clutched their passports and pocketbooks; the "sure and firm set earth" was trembling violently with the roar...
...helper on tobacco farms and Ellen's maidenhood is more stable. Her lanky, hungry little frame rounds out and her nature, though always puzzled, sensitive and secretive, is opened by friends, security and small domestic possessions-a heifer, a bed. She suffers through an inconclusive courtship by a yokel with a good heart but no "spunk"; welcomes marriage with a muscular, free-spoken nomad of the hill-farms, Jasper Kent, whose children she bears and beside whom, as their narrow fortunes rise and fall, she lives on, always the self-reliant child of the roads at heart, trusting only...
...Kelly does not strive for superficial humour; it is here out-of-place. Mirth ripples through the lines, but it is of the sort that provokes internal laughter and the delighted eye, not the yokel's guffaw. Whenever Mr. Kelly courts the latter, he fumbles. One cannot help but feel that on the opening night the dead flop of these lines must have caused him chagrin and that he may have learned a well-pointed lesson...
...though Mr. Cook's regime was typified by the Lampoon at hand. We have bull-baitings and yokel-bumpings aplenty to testify to the enterprise characteristic to the board for the last year. Certainly no issue of any college humorous publication ever attracted the nation-wide attention secured by the famous suppressed edition of last spring, nor were the gendarmerie of any community ever so satisfactorily exposed as were the copys of Cambridge upon that memorable occasion...
...passed to Wayne Munn. The crowd went "mad-dog," scrambled on its seats, shook the rafters of Convention Hall as it screeched, boomed, barked salvos of shouts for the victor. Many sportsmen caterwauled at the dejected figure with the bowed head in the centre of the ring. A yokel was heard to shout: "You big bum, I hope you're hurt...