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Word: hell (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1930-1939
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Anyway, I am glad you are going back to the weekly program. It was too easy to miss the show when it went on every night. I found myself saying, "What the hell, I'll hear it tomorrow"#151;with the result that I missed most of the programs. By coming on once a week the program becomes more rare, hence more to be valued, and several million of us will make more of a point of tuning...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, Oct. 26, 1936 | 10/26/1936 | See Source »

Said he: "What the hell! I better fly solo. I'll take a chance. But having a woman with you ... is too much responsibility. If I get drowned, okay. But if she gets drowned, there'd be trouble...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Transport: Ping-Pong Plop | 10/19/1936 | See Source »

...study group which is dedicated to the discussion of Socialist Economic Theory, James L. Morrisson '38, then gave a resume of the work of the Pierian Sodality, one of the largest extra-curricular groups in the College. Herbert M. Irwin '37, manager of the Band, spoke of the "Hell of a lot of fun" to be derived from that organization saying that it took very little time, yet traveled much, accomplished great things. John H. Eric '37, secretary of the Glee Club, spoke of the high class music which that organization is accustomed to sing, leaving the cheaper...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Freshmen Hear Extra-Curricular Leaders at P.B.H. Annual Party | 9/29/1936 | See Source »

...walk against it, autos can't get through, there are no lights and communications. . . . People here don't keep much food on hand and the dairy, milk, ice, meat -all food service is gone. It takes a revealing flash like this to -GET THE HELL OFF THIS LINE! Not you, New York, just a minute...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Press: Columnist to Columnist | 9/28/1936 | See Source »

...with you, Dod,' the men declared, 'even if you sail her into hell!' . . . If I live to be 100 I'll never hear sweeter music than the chuckle of the sea past the Girl Pat's bows, the soft whistle of the wind in her rigging, and the slap-slap of the waves against her creaking timbers as she dug her blunt nose into deep water. ... At Tenerite ... an elderly native came sidling up to me. ... He started to praise his daughter and-well, although to me she was only some sort of a dark...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Transport: Girl Pat | 9/28/1936 | See Source »

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