Word: clawingly
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...required contestants to dogtrot through the intricacies of a croquet course, portaging a full-size canoe. But while the decathlon was amusing, it was not fully satisfying in terms of life-or-death savagery. The symbolism of the Nel-Spot, on the other hand, was red in tooth and claw. Someone mentioned seeing an ad for the pistol in a magazine, and it was instantly clear that opportunities for misuse were endless. The three of them roughed out the National Survival Game almost instantly. There would be a forested tract of about 100 acres and up to twelve competitors stalking...
...began as a merely improvisational marauding, a restlessness of tooth and claw: Magyars drifting toward new grazing lands. Vikings blowing down on the north wind to their plunder. Since attack justifies defense, almost everyone came rapidly to participate. War, both waged and endured, got to look like the human condition, The merely private or tribal venture (stealing herds, fetching Helen from Troy) burgeoned into dense public spectacles, whole civilizations on the march The issues came to be territory or wealth or power or security or sometimes some thing darker and more confused: vast error (World War I), vast...
Last night, before a packed, house of 4100 chicken-head-biting, chicken-claw-scratching Cornell fans at the hockey dungeon called Lynah Rink, the Crimson iceman, 5-4 in overtime, to even their ECAC record at 7-3-2 and keep their playoff chances alive. The win is Harvard's first in Ithaca since...
...this weekend, the Tigers had to claw and scratch to eke out a 79-70 victory over the Crimson aquawomen in a meet decided by the last race...
...Students claw at their carrel-tops and calculate ("If I read 800 words a minute, sixteen hours a day, I will finish the reading by August 20th. But if I read 800 words a minute for seveteen hours a..."). Cold fact asserts itself through sleep-drugged minds ("Gazelles cannot actually leap; they are merely very poor flyers"), until fact and fancy no longer collide but merge like an icy cancer spreading over a Roast Beef Special ("If the Atlantic rose and drowned all the gazelles there might not be any Harry Levin...