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Word: grins (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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...platform he appears flustered about the coming performance. He dumps out a stack or books and papers on the table and more or less tears of his monotonous black cloaking, revealing another layer of rumpled blackness. The first communication to the audience may be anything from a grin to an inimitable gargle -- one of those special Nock guttural noises denoting pause and hesitancy. Then a stream of words buried from comprehension by three factors: their own weightiness, the accent and the moustache. Gaining confidence before the note-laborers, Nock figures it is time to give them a show...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Faculty Profile | 5/27/1941 | See Source »

...feet tall, weighs 195 Ib. At 14, the Old Man was already a perfectionist, with eight years of painstaking practice behind him. When he made a sour shot, he would turn purple, talk purple, fling his club toward the next county. Young Bobby is happy-go-lucky, prone to grin rather than groan when he misses a three-foot putt. At 14, the Old Man could break 70.* Young Bobby is happy if he can break...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Like Father, Like Fun | 5/12/1941 | See Source »

agayin and agayin and agayin. The Face Is Familiar is the definitive omnibus of Nash's best work. In that part of it which isn't coy or silly the book pioneers a yawping American humor homely enough to make the Statue of Liberty grin on her pedestal...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Poetry, Apr. 21, 1941 | 4/21/1941 | See Source »

...motorized. The General's O.D. sedan whirled around the bend and pulled up alongside the store porch. General Fredendall, a short, lean-flanked infantryman, stopped to chat with newsmen. "A good looking outfit," remarked one of the newsmen. The General's reddened cheeks wrinkled in a grin. "Good enough," said...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: National Defense: Marching Through Georgia | 4/14/1941 | See Source »

...left, up the steps. Inside, sergeants fell out, candidates took seats in the front rows in alphabetical order. Husky Master Gunnery Sergeant Nick Peschi, leaning on the rail in back of the theatre, watched his straight-backed students file down the aisle, looked around at his brother noncoms and grinned a satisfied grin...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: NAVY: Magic at Quantico | 3/3/1941 | See Source »

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