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Word: eared (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1920-1929
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Their mother and the Vails found out as soon as they reached the garage. . . . Evidently an assassin, lurking behind the shelter of a rose bush, loosed deadly fire just as Mellett was shutting the doors. One of the slugs had gone in behind his ear, causing instant death...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: National Affairs: Corruption | 7/26/1926 | See Source »

Enjoyed a momentous ride in Thomas A. Edison's four-year-old Ford at West Orange, N. J.; shouted loudly into Edison's deaf left ear: "What are you doing just now?" Edison made a sweeping gesture toward his laboratory with both arms: "Oh, any quantity of things." In an awed tone the Prince said: "Really...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Foreign News: Prince's Week | 6/14/1926 | See Source »

...confidence in the operator, Dr. Raphael Schillinger. Rubber-gloved and white-suited, he bent tensely over the tiny head. High-powered lamps poured their white fire down. Two assistants working beside him, watched him make a deep incision in the porcelain curve of tissue and bone behind the baby ear, held their breath as he worked his bright instrument deeper, upward and sideways, toward the brain- then stood frozen with horror as the palpable darkness of tragedy blinded them. Every light in the hospital had suddenly gone...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Medicine: Palpable Darkness | 6/14/1926 | See Source »

...weak my ear so, yes, you're right, you know what's got me, it's the band has got me. Why back in dear old Battleboro, where even the Baptists keep armored shells, there was no day quite like Memorial Day, so much so that all the villagers used to say. "Why it's al-most Memorial Day" and some of them even went so far as to say. "Why it's almost Memorial Day again." And then they'd get out their Fords, pack up a picnic lunch and leave town. But it never mattered how many left...

Author: By R. K. L., | Title: THE CRIME | 6/1/1926 | See Source »

...crisp leaf of a Dutch-American tree, incredibly wealthy, intellectual, unable to sleep until dawn and therefore noted for midnight suppers from which her guests escape with difficulty. Her private musicians fill the remaining night hours with concerts from esoteric composers, to which she listens with "the finest contrapuntal ear of her day." It is she, Elizabeth Grier, ever alert for novelty, who attaches the young New Englander to the Cabala and involves him in its members' affairs...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Fiction: May 31, 1926 | 5/31/1926 | See Source »

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