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Word: beds (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1930-1939
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...started Monday evening, kept Franklin Delano Roosevelt awake all night. On Tuesday, Commander Arthur H. Yando, official White House dentist, diagnosed its cause as an abscess in a lower right molar and the President stayed in bed. By Wednesday, Franklin Roosevelt had a temperature and it looked as though the molar would have to be extracted. On Thursday, Commander Yando yanked it out. Friday the President was recuperating. After the weekend, his temperature was normal but the President still felt poorly enough to stay in Washington and rest instead of going to Warm Springs, Ga. for Thanksgiving...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: THE PRESIDENCY: Toothache | 11/29/1937 | See Source »

...know how to walk on the screen, let alone act. As a mugger, however, Mr. Milland is tops to those who watched him to walk off with "The Gay Desperade." Most discouraging of all is Lloyd Nolan's completely unconvincing role as Atwater, the insane owner of a pearl bed...

Author: By V. F., | Title: The Crimson Moviegoer | 11/27/1937 | See Source »

...Drat that alarm clock! The Vagabond, lying in bed in a somewhat comatose state of vacuity, vaguely wondered where his left arm might be. He wanted to use that arm, too, as the alarm clock bothered him, and he felt that for humane reasons he ought to be kind to his poor aching head, and shut that infernal buzzer off. But he certainly wasn't going to be able to cope with any alarm clock if he couldn't find his arm. Yes, he remembered, he had missed his left arm last night in the taxi; was it a taxi...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 11/26/1937 | See Source »

...professor had been noticing his absences of late, so that would make it doubly hard to get an extension. Yes, there was no doubt about it, he must get up. Screwing up his courage, and valiantly summoning what little strength he had left, the Vag threw off his bed covers, and then fell back onto the mattress overcome by the exertion...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 11/26/1937 | See Source »

...long could he remain in naught but pyjamas, as the damp, cutting winds of Cambridge's marshes blew icy little gusts through the half open window, and set his teeth achattering, and the gooseflesh arising. Oozing out of bed, the Vag pried open both eyelids, put his left foot into his right slipper, and his right foot into his left slipper, and stumbled off to the shower...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 11/26/1937 | See Source »

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