Word: chins
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...should die I expect you to stand by the works for one year. Then, if you are unable to continue without me, you are free to do what you like." Thomas was succeeded by his stepbrother Jan Bat'a, tall, broad and with an aggressively cleft chin. Jan last week had done more than stand by the works for one year. Battling with amazing vigor against Depression, he had actually increased the Bat'a force of working partners and had expanded the company's outlets throughout the entire Far East. "It's a shame that...
...favorite, although he was outweighed 189 to 203 lb., was surprised when Baer, instead of sparring cautiously, planted a thumping left hook to the head, followed it with looping dangerous rights. Confused, Schmeling backed up against the ropes, managed to get in one crashing right to the chin before the round ended. In the second round, grinning whenever Schmeling reached his face with short jolting punches, Baer was still forcing the fight, but in the third he was less aggressive. Referee Arthur Donovan warned him for hitting low, awarded the round to Schmeling. Then followed round after round...
...That's the trouble with graduating, nobody cares." The Vagabond wept a hot tear that burned its way down his check and dropped quietly off the point of his chin. He was suddenly overwhelmed with an infinite loneliness, space rolled away from him in vast undulating planes of smoke and he seemed to be lifted in a cradle of other bearing him up and up until he thought he would burst. Far below him he saw his friends pouring Scotch into opaque glasses and sometimes just pouring Scotch. He saw himself standing alone on a great platform in a black...
...after day last week Vice President Garner mounted his Senate rostrum, turtled his chin gravely down into his collar and ordered big-bodied Sergeant-at-arms Chesley W. Jurney to proclaim as follows...
...White House talks, but sitting close by in the oval study was generally to be found last week a stocky, square-shouldered man of 46. Grey streaks his thin dark hair above a domed forehead. His nose is long and straight between round, ruddy cheeks, over a full-sized chin and small mouth. Mostly he listened but when he did speak between puffs of a cigaret, his voice was pleasantly rich and low. almost a diffident drawl. He was Raymond Moley. Officially he was there as an Assistant Secretary of State. Personally he was there because, as head...