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Word: furred (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1930-1939
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...sleepy donkey pulling a colorful cart laden with flowers along a road high above the sea looking towards the Bay of Naples just at sunrise . . . . A white goat kick a streamlined diesel engine which had just run over its baby . . . . In Rome one Sunday afternoon: A woman, ermine fur, Pekinese in arms, walking with a gentleman with top hat, cane; woman hesitates, looks round, gives dog to man and screws up big awning of grocery store...

Author: By Christopher Janus, | Title: Tbe Oxford Letter | 5/21/1937 | See Source »

Died. Wilhelm Henie. 65, Oslo fur dealer, father of Sonja Henie, world's greatest figure skater; of a bloodclot in the lung, following an abdominal operation; in Hollywood...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Milestones, May 17, 1937 | 5/17/1937 | See Source »

...England's proudest families, was born in Auburndale, Mass, in 1863. Until he was 14 young Parker took little interest in music. Within two years he became a church organist in Dedham, later in Roxbury, forsook his job three years later to study at the Hochschule fur Musik in Munich. In 1886 he returned to the U. S. with a Bavarian bride, got organ posts with churches in Brooklyn, Harlem and Manhattan...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: Yankee Echo | 4/12/1937 | See Source »

...years of its northern Depression, Canada's financial centre of gravity shifted westward from the first city of the Dominion to the second, from staid old Montreal to booming Toronto. In mental atmosphere the two cities are different as Boston and Chicago. From the golden days of the fur trade to the building of the railroads, from the peopling of the prairies to the rise of lumber and newsprint, the wealth of Canada tended to flow through Montreal. Some of that wealth always came to rest in the snug little mansions at the foot of Mount Royal, and Montreal...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Business: Miners' Mart | 4/5/1937 | See Source »

Unlocking the lab door, the professor proceeded us into the room screaming "Franklin, Franklin", at the top of his professorial lungs. Franklin poked his nose out from behind a can of refuse, exhibiting his magnificently scarred coat of fur and his blood clotted ears, fresh from the back alley arenas of Boston's catdom. Grabbing the beast by the nape, our host handed him to us to hold--unpleasant, because Frankie's claws were sharp as steel and busy every second. The professor meanwhile doused a cotton wad in ether on which to deposit the beast...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 3/22/1937 | See Source »

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