This is the way the St. Louis Republican mangles an old, quaint, beautiful, and popular poem: "I would not use tobacco," said Little Robert Reed.
"Eugene Field, A Study In Heredity And Contradictions"
Slason Thompson
Then to the laundry, where the wringers and mangles shone like plated dreadnoughts and the fragrance of soap lingered pleasantly in every corner and cranny.
"The Song of Songs"
Hermann Sudermann
I ain't no patience," he went on, putting his hands on his knees and bending forward impressively, "with these fellers what mangles their game.
"Sara, a Princess"
Fannie E. Newberry