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Word: buttes (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Perdido in the old third ward. Socially it was the shortest of steps, but it was up, and for Louis it was decisive: near by were the Fisk School, where he learned to read & write, and honky-tonks like Sicilian Henry Matranga's place and thickly packed Funky Butt Hall, where both the syncopation and the dancing were strident and brassy...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: Louis the First | 2/21/1949 | See Source »

...prison's commander, General Eiichi Kino-shita, by refusing to sign a statement that he had been humanely treated. The general turned him over to one Sergeant Bunzo Yoshida. Sometimes Yoshida's lessons would be taught with water, sometimes with electric shock, sometimes with just the butt of a rifle or the heel of a boot. Then one day Yoshida trussed his naked prisoner up with his head between his legs and his arms strapped behind him, and left him alone. Five days later his fellow prisoners found Hutton stark crazy. Next day he died...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: International: Insufficient Evidence | 12/20/1948 | See Source »

...Servile and impertinent," Lord Macaulay had called him, "shallow and pedantic, a bigot and a sot, bloated with family pride, a talebearer, an eavesdropper, a common butt in the taverns of London." That, for several generations of scholars, was the final verdict on James Boswell. The 18th Century Scotsman was regarded as little more than a toady and a drunken rogue, whose one claim to fame was his great and somehow accidental Life of Samuel Johnson. And many credited the book's virtues to the subject rather than the biographer...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: The Compleat Boswell | 11/29/1948 | See Source »

...woman stood on the remnants of the barricade and screamed insults. A garde mobile knocked her off with his rifle butt. She lay still on the road...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: FRANCE: Counterpoint | 11/22/1948 | See Source »

When the lights dimmed in Jordan Hall Friday night and the audience quilted down, the butt end of a guitar came out slowly through the curtain, its varnish glittering, followed by the arm, shoulder and figure of Josh White. And so it went throughout the evening--the guitar and music came first and Josh, the person, appeared only when the music stopped, to say a word or two or wipe his lips. With each song, the chords would sound first, loud and vigorous; then the words would rush in between the chords, pushed forward by the tapping of White...

Author: By Donald P. Spence, | Title: Josh White | 11/8/1948 | See Source »

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