Word: liquidating
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...knew so much about high explosives that he was often playful with them. One afternoon, while entertaining some friends at tea, he poured a few drops of liquid from the burner of the teapot into a vial, said: "Come out on the back porch and I will show you an experiment." Far out into the yard, he flung the vial. A terrific explosion ensued. In that vial, he explained to his friends, there was some nitro-glycerine...
...injury (of un- known origin) to her left hand. A neighborhood doctor, summoned during the night, had said her pain was due to "a little rheumatism" and ordered applications of cold water. She is kept living by the blood transfusion and by a mechanism of tubes through which liquid nourishment is let seep directly into her veins. Normal feeding is impossible...
...hands, one resting elegantly on the smooth bronze of the cannon, the other, its strength in repose for the moment, holding the sword-scabbard lightly at his thigh. Only Titian could have painted the deep crimson velvet of the doublet, the soft fur of the collar, the liquid blue of the sapphire, the glint of the pendant pearl on his chest. Surely our picture is one of the great achievements...
...grape-juice once reposed in the cellar of one Mrs. Josephine Maltone; a provident Nature turned them into a goodly wine with a 13% "kick." They were seized by Federal authorities, legally, Judge Hand held. He ruled: "Possession of grape juice for home use . . . becomes unlawful . . . whenever the liquid becomes intoxicating, whether through natural fermentation or otherwise." Thus he sternly interpreted the paragraph of the Volstead Act that states that a householder needs no permit and cannot be punished for manufacturing "non-intoxicating cider and fruit juices exclusively for use in his own home." The law, purposely or otherwise, ignored...
...horselaugh right in somebody's face, to have sooty feet. Never was a book more bubbling with conversation. Joy and sorrow, large matters and small are discussed with that vast volubility of people whose social life is instinctive, unintellectual. On and on the voices flow, never tiresome, liquid, direct, humorous, full of "yunnuh" (you), "enty" (isn't that so?), 'sho'," "Jedus." A three-dimensional talking cinema could reproduce folk-life no more fully nor could any director efface himself as completely as Mrs. Peterkin to let a rich stream of life take its own way through...