Word: fellows
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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TIME readers, whose interests extend beyond the railroad depot, often travel upon the ocean. Aboard ship they are deprived of that pleasure of opening a crisp copy of TIME on the day that they know their fellow subscribers and newsstand buyers are getting theirs. For their knowledge of world events they must depend upon a typewritten sheet printed each night by the radio operator, posted in a prominent place the following morning...
...Jones on the final green at Brae Burn was thinking of future tournaments in which he must try to achieve the perfection which he can never much more nearly approximate than he does now, he might have envisaged himself as a chubby and more cheerful old fellow, winning the U. S. Senior Golf Championship. One such, Charles H. Walker. 61, last week won this tournament at Rye, N. Y., with a score of 158 for 36 holes...
...before now and Governor Smith once flayed Publisher Hearst as follows: "He has not got a drop of good, clean, pure, red blood in his whole body. And I know the 'color of his liver, and it is whiter, if that could be, than the driven snow. . . . That fellow nearly murdered my mother. . . . Foul, dirty pen . . . slimy ink. . . . Greatest living enemy of the people whose cause he pretends to espouse...
...Story. They were seven; all ages, all colors of hair and temperament, all genetically termed "the Wheater Children." To sort them out, Martin Boyne, bachelor, 46, by chance their fellow traveler, required many whispered conferences with Nurse Scopy of the iron hand and grey cotton glove. This worthy soul scoffed at his belief that Judith Wheater was the baby's mother-no indeed, Judy was a child herself, for all her motherly ways. Baby Chipstone was her own brother, and her parents' chief bone of contention. Then there were the 12-year-old twins-Terry, a wise...
...never did Canot resort to the measure of a fellow 'legger. The law read that a slaver suspect could not be confiscated unless at the time of capture there were actually slaves aboard. That a slaver could be smelled "five miles down the wind" made camouflage the more difficult, and upon such a reeking suspect four war-vessels one day descended. Fortunately for the suspect captain, the law was becalmed long enough for him to drop his 600 slaves overboard, chained to the anchor...