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Word: clatters (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Philadelphia, civic corruption is like the pigeons that swarm in City Hall courtyard. Both are nourishing, messy and endemic. Now & then someone gets exasperated, picks up a big stick and chases them. After a great clatter of wings, everything settles down again-the pigeons in the courtyard, the rascals in the hall...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: PENNSYLVANIA: Chasing Pigeons | 6/14/1948 | See Source »

Last week the patient did as well as could be expected. The preoperative prayers were said with muted strings; the ether was given with dissonance; the incision and sewing up came with a clatter of busy brass and woodwinds. The non-medical found Composer Parris' music not quite surgically clean: it had echoes of everything from Grieg to Gershwin. But nobody denied that it was good...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: This May Hurt a Little | 5/24/1948 | See Source »

...traditional Radcliffe garb: all-white dresses, and white or spectator pumps with rubber heels. Hats and white gloves will be worn at the Baccalaureate services. Rubber heels are a 1948 addition to the costume, made necessary by Sanders' hardwood floors and acoustics which in other years have amplified the clatter of uncushioned spike heels...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Ushers Ready for 'Cliffe Graduation Festivities | 5/20/1948 | See Source »

...Administration sought desperately for a way out. There was talk of a bipartisan approach to the Palestine problem, which would permit the U.S., without much clatter, to go back on its support for partition. But in an election year, when the big Jewish vote in New York was of prime importance to both parties, there was little chance of an official somersault in U.S. policy...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: FOREIGN RELATIONS: Bad Medicine | 2/16/1948 | See Source »

...Wright as they moved their awkward flying machine out of its shed at Kitty Hawk. Orville, a short, neat man with a heavy mustache, stretched himself flat on his stomach on the lower wing, between the two chain-driven propellers. The twelve-horsepower engine coughed, spat and began to clatter. With Wilbur running alongside holding one wing, the plane teetered down its wooden launching rail and rose unsteadily into the air. For twelve seconds it lurched slowly forward like an uncertain box kite, dipping and bobbing a few feet above the ground, then settled back on to the cold sand...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: HEROES: Begetter of an Age | 2/9/1948 | See Source »

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