Word: forwards
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...There are magazines devoted exclusively to the raising of cattle, hogs, dogs, flowers and what not, but until now none on the most important work of the world-the rearing of children. ... In the words of Phillips Brooks, 'The future of the race marches forward on the feet of little children...
...greatest game that he had ever played as with a mechanical impulse he leaped for the murderer. There were detectives in the group that day, men trained for just such moments. "Big Bill" Edwards acted quicker than any of them. Straight as a bullet he launched his enormous bulk forward in a flying tackle that had in it all that nerve and muscle remembered of wild times on ringing fields. The gunman, still firing, crumpled backward; powder burned the sleeve of "Big Bill" Edwards; a bullet seared his arm. For a while after that he was cheered wherever he went...
Tunney stood up straight, Dempsey came in weaving, bobbing, prowling. He bent his head a little and Tunney's lefts whizzed over. Three of them missed in succession. Incomparably better looking in the ring than Tunney, who was merely handsome, Dempsey leaped forward; he was inside Tunney's guard, a panther striking. Then an amazing thing happened. Tunney held his terrible arms. The referee parted their shoulders and Tunney, with a right and left to the head, backed Dempsey against the ropes, pounded his face, made him shelter himself with wrapping elbows. The gong rang...
...roaring. M. le Capitaine René Fonck had thrown away his last cigaret,* waved his last diffident adieu and sat at the controls. By him sat Lieut. Lawrence W. Curtin, aide to Rear Admiral William A. Moffett of the U. S. Navy Bureau of Aeronautics. The S-35 lumbered forward. The crowd raced beside...
Tunney stood up straight, Dempsey came in weaving, bobbing, prowling. He bent his head a little and Tunney's lefts whizzed over. Three of them missed in succession. Incomparably better looking in the ring than Tunney, who was merely handsome, Dempsey leaped forward; he was inside Tunney's guard, a panther striking. Then an amazing thing happened. Tunney held his terrible arms. The referee parted their shoulders and Tunney, with a right and left to the head, backed Dempsey against the ropes, pounded his face, made him shelter himself with wrapping elbows. The gong rang...