Word: buttoned
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Equipped with all the trick devices of modern science, so that a press on a button brings about wonders, the new Cambridge Central Fire Station is a glorified Rube Goldberg invention, functioning with the precision but with hardly the complication of that noble gentleman's infernal machines...
...used to sell grapejuice during Prohibition with accompanying instructions not to put any raisins in because if that were done the grapejuice would ferment. . . . "The character which was depicted combined in appearance the childish with the sophisticated - a round baby face with big eyes and a nose like a button and framed in a somewhat careful coiffure, with a body of which the most noticeable characteristic is the most self-confident little bust imaginable...
...half out of doors," Saint Therese holds the stage, permits herself to be photographed with an old-fashioned camera covered with black cloth. Other saints bombard her with questions. Finally when the chorus solemnly asks her: "If it were possible to kill 5,000 Chinamen by pressing a button would it be done?" an end man replies for her: "Saint Therese not interested...
...wish to ask the Harvard students who attended the Carnival this year if they enjoyed the company of the following young ladies whose names appeared on the list of registered guests: Billy Burke, Ellnor Bean, Betty Button, Alice Fair, Florence Fine, Grace Frank, Dorothy Golly, Cynthia Jump, Georgia Ann Inksetter, Charity Mason, Elizabeth Pettibone, Marion Romp, Minnie Phift, Betsy Ross, Mary Power, Sophie Tucker, Phoebe Weed, Jean Spooner, Letta Turtie, Ima Smack, Mae Weston, Margaret Will, Mary Wood, and Helen Wont. There are 856 girls registered as guests at the Carnival--now wouldn't the statisticians have a good time...
...Capitol. Flocks of them darkened the dome, settled on window ledges, twittered, committed nuisances until Congressmen could no longer bear them. David Lynn, Capitol architect, was assigned to drive them off. He rigged a series of automobile horns around the building, blew them all periodically by pressing a button. When he pressed, the starlings took flight. When he stopped they alighted. Then he sent men with toy balloons on long strings to frighten the starlings from the ledges. The starlings cheeped derisively. In despair he wrote the Department of Agriculture.* Last week the Department suggested that the only remedy might...