Word: handed
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...cases the whole page of the book is preserved, showing the cut in its setting on the page of text, an aid to the student of early printing. Included are examples from the chief centers of book-illustration in the fifteenth and early sixteenth centuries; many were colored by hand in imitation of miniatures in manuscripts for which printed books were cheaper substitutes...
Swampscott, Mass., 1925. The man who went to Swampscott had stepped into the Presidency as a silent, cautious, rather wry myth. He had proved himself safe. He suffered himself to be photographed pitching hay for the 1924 campaign and on March 4, 1925, the people let him put his hand on the Bible from which he had learned to read at the age of four, and swear to "Preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States...
...toothless inquiry by the Federal Trade Commission. He distinguished himself last month by winning the so-called Mayflower Marathon: when Herbert Hoover, returning from South America, arrived the first morning at his hotel headquarters, it was Mr. Lenroot who, first of all comers, rushed in upon him, wrung his hand, wished him well...
...futile as to inquire "Which were better, the years 1880 to 1910, or the years 1910 to 1929?" In the early primeval times of Big Business the Elder Morgan was simply the biggest, most voracious brontosaurus. In the present years of Titanic Business it is the Morgan hand in a velvet glove which directs a fiscal juggernaut capable of thun dering over mere business brontosauri. Il Magnifico in all his purple pride never had to do with a loan of more than 200 million dollars; but austere, reserved, patrician "Mr. Morgan" quietly arranged the Anglo-French loan of a half...
...Lois ventured into the gloom, relishing a fear that was "a kind of deliciousness." A crop of nettles, a dead cow, and by the stairs a prostrate lump that was a man. Sleepily he stirred, instinctively levelled his pistol at them; accidentally it went off, nipped Marda in the hand. The girls explained they were merely out for a walk; the man snarled it was time they gave up walking-for he was a Black-&-Tan, exhausted from days of guerrilla warfare, and they were the Irish aristocracy that ignored his existence, gave tennis teas for English officers...