Word: baring
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...cinemas of the hospital saga of a year or two ago, the film is a harrowingly honest document. Good shot: Laura Hudson learning the lesson Dr. Hochberg wants to teach her, from Dr. Ferguson's impatient fury when she touches him, sterile after his scrub-up, with her bare hands in the operating room...
...produce nothing-am doing no work. I (the type) can keep on doing this all my life unless the present social system is changed. . . . The work of the working people, and nothing else, produces the wealth which by some hocus-pocus arrangement is transferred to me, leaving them bare. While they support me in splendid style, what do I do for them? . . . I am not aware of doing anything...
...macabre literary sensation of 1931, William Faulkner's first editions became collectors' items. But last week, with the publication of his Dr. Martino & Other Stories, it began to look as though Author Faulkner's market might soon reach saturation point. Of these 14 short stories a bare half-dozen were up to standard; the rest were as undistinguished as run-of-the-mill magazine fiction. Faulkner seldom writes about ordinary human beings. When he does he is careful to hide them in a mist of sinister innuendo. His forte is pathology; his most effective stories depend...
When in May 1869, on a bare shoulder of Utah the late great Leland Stanford swung a silver maul at a golden spike (which he missed), history was made. The fire bell in Sacramento rolled to the rope. The first of 220 cannon shots was fired on Fort Hill, San Francisco. A two-mile parade stumbled into step in Omaha. Decorations blazed from the wooden lamp posts of Chicago. The chimes-master of Trinity Church at the head of Wall Street in New York played "Old Hundred" on his clanking choir, and President U. S. Grant received a telegram reading...
...extending through his jaw and to his nose; then he took off the lower part of his pajamas and exposed some open sores which he had on his thighs, some souvenirs of lessons in the art of fighting closely . . . but when he laid the upper portion of his body bare . . . there was such a criss-cross of old wounds and new ones that the Briton fled." But Belmonte is still alive. Prudent, he saved enough money to buy a ranch in Andalusia, with his Peruvian wife lives there now, a retired national idol...