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Word: baldishly (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1926-1926
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Sitting in a sort of warehouse, in a cleft between stacks of books and papers, an aging, well-fleshed man with a baldish cranium and lips that purse above a button chin, has lately been saying over and over again: "Coolidge will be reelected. ... It is a certainty that Coolidge will be reelected. . . . Coolidge has had only ONE election. . . . He will be re-elected...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: Today | 8/16/1926 | See Source »

President Coolidge ought to be grateful, for the seeming warehouse is really a newspaper office, and the baldish prophet is no obscure, senile wiseacre; he is Arthur Brisbane, able journalist. A machine invented by Thomas Alva Edison listens attentively to Mr. Brisbane's remarks; a respectful secretary transcribes his master's voice into typewritten copy; and the New York American, the Chicago Herald-Examiner, the San Francisco Examiner and many another newspaper owned by Publisher Hearst, to say nothing of some 200 non-Hearst dailies and 800 country weeklies which buy syndicated Brisbane, all publish what Mr. Brisbane...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: Today | 8/16/1926 | See Source »

...eyes fastened upon the first figure to enter the ring when the evening's feature bout was announced. Old eyes were confused by a ghostly image that arose out of the real man that stood there (Bob Fitzsimmons Jr.), the image of another* baldish, freckle-shouldered fighter in whose whiplike arms, thin waist and slender legs lurked terrible punching power. The real man that was seen by younger eyes had thicker legs and more reddish hair than his father, but not quite that look of Irish lightning on the leash. But there was great cheering, and more when Jack Delaney...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: In Manhattan | 1/25/1926 | See Source »

...Defeat of Alfonso." What iniquities might not that conceal! There was a drawing of a scowling man in a white jacket with his knee pressed on the stomach of a prostrate victim, into whose agonized countenance he was simultaneously thrusting some hideous instrument of torture. A third man, baldish, smiling dangerously, looked on. The caption sounded distinctly criminal. It read : " 'Go through his pockets,' said Ellicott, after a while. 'I've got him dead...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: A Start | 1/25/1926 | See Source »

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