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Word: armloads (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
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...slapped "Extra Value" labels on its Tide detergent, and Oxydol soap powder dutifully cut its prices by 20%. Lever followed with its Square Deal Surf, also selling for 20% less than the old stuff. Early reports had British housewives snapping up the cut-price products by the armload...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Britain: Lowering the Suds | 5/12/1967 | See Source »

Under Robert Finch's direction, an obviously dedicated cast makes The Crucible superior to most House productions. It shares many of the common faults of House shows: the props are conspicuously modern, the written affidavits invariably blank sheets of typing paper; Reverend Hale enters the Paris house with an armload of books fresh from Widener Library with the little white stickers on the bindings to prove...

Author: By Tim Hunter, | Title: The Crucible | 3/24/1967 | See Source »

...were stuck at the Coop yesterday with an armload of books and no sales tax exemption forms, it was probably because you missed the box in yesterday's paper. So we're giving you another chance. Go to your Senior Tutor (or Dean if you are a freshman or Cliffie) and obtain ST8 tax exemption forms. Then go to the bookstore. Or you will be paying 3 per cent sales tax on every book you buy. And don't say we didn't warn...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Second Chance | 9/27/1966 | See Source »

There was a two-wheeled bicycle, a box marked "John's Toys-N Street," pink and blue covered parakeet cages, hatboxes, a generous supply of French wines, and a bulging briefcase bearing the initials J.F.K. A maid arrived, carrying an armload of White House guidebooks. A Washington florist delivered yellow chrysanthemums. Then, just after 1 p.m., a black White House limousine arrived, and out stepped Jackie, Caroline and John Jr. Accompanying them were Bobby and Ethel Kennedy, who chatted for half an hour, then left Jackie smiling at the front door...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Capital: Moving Out | 12/13/1963 | See Source »

This merry memoir by a hard-shirking 18th century wrongdoer proves that the wicked and slothful do not always suffer for their sins. William Hickey, the son of a prosperous London attorney, gathered rosebuds by the armload for the greater part of his life, suffered no ill effects except those that could be cured by doses of mercury, and showed no inclination either to repent or boast when cooling blood gave him the leisure to write it all down...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Rosebuds & Blasted Bet | 2/9/1962 | See Source »

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