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Word: ered (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1930-1939
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...said: ''Your Excellency, permit me to introduce Mr. Blank, the Mayor of the city," to which of course Caetani made a gracious but reserved response. Mr. Blank, greatly embarrassed, whispered in my left ear: "Say, I don't know how to talk to this 'ere European royalty." Then I spotted my friend Belts, and gave him the wink, and he approached the head table, and again addressing Caelani quite formally, I said, "Your Excellency, you remember Mr. Belts who was with you in Alaska?" The Royal Italian Ambassador. God bless him, looked up with a start...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, Nov. 26, 1934 | 11/26/1934 | See Source »

...contain the immense quantity of water many of the industrials contain. In fact, our water comes "rom the desert area, while industrials are usually organized by promoters whose hydraulic pumps operate out of the Atlantic Ocean. The bankers, as a rule, do not help us because our activities inter-"ere with their game...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Business & Finance: Frank Exchange | 3/12/1934 | See Source »

Stand up, O homing phantom, stand up intact and declare The goodness of earth the greatest good you found, Ere the wind jolts you, and you vanish like the foam...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Disguised Poets | 11/20/1933 | See Source »

...long ere 1921 that he, his brother & Jimmie Byrd built up the Supermarine Aviation Works-not "Motor Co."-at Southampton...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, Sep. 25, 1933 | 9/25/1933 | See Source »

...casement to the dark and empty chimney corner and lighted the lamp by his deep leathern chair; the scurrying forms occupied by nothing, the sight of Sever's portent walls, ugly without benefit of age, called in him a longing for life, for knowledge, for power, and love, ere it were too late. In the distance was the rumble of vernal thunder. Starting the old fellow from his melancholy reverie came a knocking, one, two,--three. He rose hastily, slid back the bolt on the studded door, and shrank back. "Bin ich ein Gott!" he murmured...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Student Vagabond | 4/18/1933 | See Source »

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