Word: hemmed
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...basis of interviews with approximately one half of the school superintendents in Massachusetts, Gross reported, "Many of hem are dissatisfied and frustrated; many of them are disgusted with the frequent efforts to make a community football out of so crucial a matter as public education...
...antibiotics. There are more deaths, said Dr. Brown, which do not get into print. Still more numerous are serious reactions short of death. Finally, there are countless allergic reactions. "In many cases," Dr. Brown said bitterly, "allergic reactions are not reported because the patient did not die from hem. What the medical reports fail to tress is how many had wished themselves lead. Of these exquisitely sensitive-to-penicillin patients...
...Army already had a stock of more than 1,000,000 overcoats, but the new coat had a remarkable new feature: attached to the back hem were two flaps designed as leggings, to snap around the ankles and zip up the sides. Since the coat had never been tested in the field, no one knew just how remarkable it was, until 349,000 were shipped to Korea and Japan in 1950. In the field, G.I.s found that the bulky garment was too heavy (8 Ibs.) and too long. If a soldier tried to run in the coat, the leggings (which...
...selfless imitation of Christ could not fail to impress the Tuareg. They called him the Great White Marabout (holy man), and kissed the hem of his robe. But by the middle of World War I, a group of fanatic Moslems, incited by the Turks, had marked him for capture. A native trusted by Abbé de Foucauld decoyed him from the new French fort at Tamanrasset. Grilled by his captors, he prayed in silence, made no resistance, and said only: "Baghi n'mout-This is the hour of my death." Shortly after, his chief captor put a carbine muzzle...
...sculptured lips, melancholy eyes and a halo of frizzy black hair. The Right Honorable Kwame Nkrumah (pronounced En-kroom-ah), Bachelor of Divinity, Master of Arts, Doctor of Law and Prime Minister of the Gold Coast, waved a white handkerchief to his countrymen as they fought to touch the hem of his tunic. Then, as the band hit the groove, he jigged his broad shoulders in time to the whirling rhythm, and passed on, exalted. "You see," cried a delirious Gold Coaster, grabbing the arm of a wondering white man, "it is real-REAL! Real democracy...