Word: forwardly
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...forensics, John Bricker announced simply that he had a statement from Taft. "I release my delegates," he read from notes, "and ask them to vote for Dewey." Knowland was right behind Bricker, pushing aside Stassen, who wanted to be next. Knowland surrendered for Warren. Stassen got his chance, stepped forward and surrendered for himself. He got a great cheer. The weary and unhappy Sigler finally got to the rostrum and surrendered for Vandenberg...
Louis, trudging lethargically forward, looked slow and dull. Without trying to be funny, Jersey Joe (real name: Arnold Cream) supplied the comedy. He wiped his nose with one hand, while pulling up his pants with the other. He did little dance steps on India-rubber legs. Entire minutes went by in which neither fighter touched the other. The only thing that saved it from being the worst heavyweight championship fight in history was the eleventh round...
...nothing happened; the champ's slow reflexes were manufacturing a punch. "I don't shoot so fast as I used to," he admitted later. When the punch finally came, it was a killer. Louis hit Walcott with a rain of lefts & rights and Jersey Joe pitched forward on his face. A great roar shook the stadium. A man of brave instincts, Walcott tried to climb back on to his feet. Afterward, still stunned, Jersey Joe admitted he didn't know what hit him. But he insisted he hadn't been hurt, "just hurt inside...
...goes a few steps forward...
...Forward or backward, everyone admitted that the burro had come a long way since Friar Juan Zumárraga (who converted the Aztecs to Christianity) brought the first pair from Spain 400 years ago. At the start, the burro served as replacement for the Indian runners who daily brought fresh fish from the coast to the rulers in Mexico City. Later, it carried the silver & gold of Mexico's mines. Now, 1,325,000-strong, Mexico's burro force still brings huge loads of charcoal down from the hills, jugs of pulque from farms to railheads, drags great...