Word: bravest
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...President's Daughter seemed to ring true. Nan Britton did not sound like an adventuress but like a smalltown girl who felt she had experienced one of the worlds great loves. Moreover, names and places, letters, photographs and episodes were in great and confident profusion through the book. The bravest, most brazen charlatan would never have dared so much...
...bitter taste' " and from The New Botany, "'... flowers, pushing through from some inner plane of being, and with such energy that they are visible to man. Especially the blue gentian.' " Even in the bitterest of Author Gale's stories there is a vein of iron sentimentality; even in her bravest, there is a grimly sentimental irony. Yet sentimentality is only the approximate, not the exact word to describe a humanity that prevents each of Author Gale's terse episodes from being merely a brilliant chart of the disasters and deep triumphs of people in life...
...Filled with conviction that there is a necessity for France and England to be united, I repeat for my own part the prayer of the British cities, 'May the concord founded between our two great nations by common sacrifice and cemented by the blood of our best and bravest children be perpetuated as long as the world shall endure...
Once upon a time before Minnesota had any idea of being Minnesota or any other fixed locale there lived there an Indian girl Winona who loved as was the way in those days the bravest of her uncle's warriors. Now her uncle wanted her wedded to Matosapa, chief of a friendly tribe, who came to warn him of approaching peril from the Chippewas, and so relentlessly did he insist that she, despairing, sent for her true love to come back from the war. Home came Chatonska galloping over the plains only to be branded as a deserter, exiled...
...People in the Grand Stand scrambed up on the backs of the ramped benches; nonchalance deserted the idlers in front of the Turf Club; they shouted a name that shook itself out like a battle-banner in the grey autumnal air: "Crusader." He-Man O'War's bravest son, best three-year old of the year-was in front. At one flank humped a dark witch-rabbity horse named Mars; at the other a little brown three-year old, William Ziegler's Espino. The bookies had Crusader at 4 to 5; Mars, they thought...