Word: beds
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...signed a pact. I'm leaving here today and getting back home. It looks bad I tell you and I want to see my uniform is alright." "Well give me a ring before you do go to say 'Goodbye.' " "Alright, Kate-Goodbye." Sank back in my bed and that dull thud, thud in the head overtook me, the thud of wondering, imagining and trying not to wonder and imagine-the thud that has gone on continuously since that morning to this. Captain R. C. got his recall telegram and left, too. The next day was our village...
...disease spread to a dozen, a score, a hundred. Patients lay moaning in bed. Others, whipped by mad fear, beat against the screened windows, grappled with attendants. Some of the attendants fell ill. All were panicky. Every night kitchen boys and orderlies disappeared. Over 45 ran away...
When she was two years old, little Maxine Yarrington of Erie, Pa. skipped around pestering her mother with endless chatter, like any other normal child. One day she grew feverish, complained of a headache, a stiff back. Mrs. Yarrington put her to bed, called Dr. Howard Bassett Emerson. For a while little Maxine cried and mumbled, but gradually her voice trailed off, and burrowing into the warm quilts, she fell asleep...
...Although he would try with all his might, D would be unable to get a sane thought in edgewise." Sometimes within half an hour, often within a day, his brainstorms would abate, leaving him depressed but self controlled. Strangely enough, he had no convulsive movements, would lie passively in bed while racked by his thoughts. These brainstorms, believes Dr. Brickner, are convulsions of ideas, similar to the convulsions of muscles in more ordinary forms of epilepsy. Their discovery lends weight to the theory that the thinking process, in its bare physical foundation, is similar to other bodily processes such...
Transcendentalists complained that he was too practical ("Strictly speaking," said Henry, "morality is not healthy"). Religious folk called him an infidel ("One world at a time," said Thoreau when a friend came to his death bed to talk about the next world). "Practical men" called him a dreamer and escapist, were annoyed at his criticism of their pioneering ("a filibustering toward heaven by the great western route"). Poets thought him too science-minded, his language too earthy. Conservatives thought his Civil Disobedience revolutionary ("I do not care to trace the course of my dollar . . . till it buys...