Word: flocking
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...whose neighbors are a deaf and dumb couple, owning their home and keeping it up a credit to the neighborhood, sending a flock of well-dressed children to the public school, doing their full duty to society as citizens, supporting the whole by a pay-check truly earned and regularly banked, may think of the couple as an exception. If he will multiply this couple by ten thousand, or more, he will have a more exact conception of the public status of the deaf and dumb...
...vast majority- you give the impression that he was both a rogue and a fool. I wondered at times whether I was reading a review of Henry Ward Beecher or Elmer Gantry. You put them in the same class. "Uncouth. . . buffoon. . . pastor of a flock of golden sheep . . . women fainted when he shouted and roared. . . met charges with a stupid sarcasm." I say I have not read Hibben's book, but if you have reviewed it fairly it must be the most unsympathetic and prejudiced study of a man in the whole realm of biography...
...Harvard's drop-kick specialist of a few years back. 1924 merely saw a prolongation of the struggle, and then in 1925 Crimson failure to kick a point after touchdown into the afternoon's total gave the Purple its first victory over a Harvard team. Last year a bewildering flock of forward passes again turned the tables on the Crimson, this time by the more substantial score...
Eden, the limberest sheep in the flock, wrote poetry that, unlike the poetry of most fictional characters, remains wisely unquoted in the book though it is accepted by a Manhattan publisher, in whose office Eden meets Alayne Archer. When he takes her back to Jalna, sweet old Adeline pats her "with a hand not so much caressing as appraising. She raised her heavy red eyebrows to the lace edging of her cap and commented with an arch grin: 'A bonny body. Well covered but not too plump. Slender, but not skinny. Meg's too plump. Pheasant...
...married and became a minister. A little man with a juicy, passionate face, he charmed the women of every congregation before which he preached. Men, as a rule, did not like him. After a period of years he found himself at Plymouth Church, Brooklyn, the pastor of a flock of golden sheep, from whose charge he derived a yearly income of $20,000, even now a generous stipend for any preacher. No doubt Henry Ward Beecher deserved such recompense for his services; he was called the most eloquent preacher since St. Paul; women fainted when he shouted and roared...