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Word: irone (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Famed clippers: James Baines, Red Jacket, Lightning, Cutty Sark, Sovereign of the Seas. Best time from Liverpool to Australia: the Thermopylae's 63 days, 18 hours. Later and much slower were the iron & steel wool clippers, the still later four-masted barques competing with steam...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: AUSTRALIA: Grain Race | 6/5/1933 | See Source »

...Memphis, Dr. Edward H. Carey, president of the American Medical Association, stated that just as much iron could be absorbed by the system from sucking a 20-penny nail as from eating a dish of spinach...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: People: Sequels | 5/29/1933 | See Source »

...15th hole of North Hills Golf Club, C. X. Bieth smacked a mashie shot, watched his ball plop into the cup for a hole-in-one. Leaving the green C. X. Bieth heard a shout. J. H. Kracke, playing in the foursome behind, had smacked a No. 3 iron shot, also holed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miscellany, May 29, 1933 | 5/29/1933 | See Source »

...there, denizens of Manhattan's lower East Side, go about in a latticework of shadows cast by the superstructure of the elevated railway, a vast and gloomy pergola rising to meet the rungs of blackened fire escapes which hang from the buildings like the foliage of a fantastic iron jungle. No. 63 Allen Street, near the corner of Grand, is a large green-painted wooden door with a rusty lock and bar. Above some ash cans floats a white hand in eerie benediction. Beneath the hand is painted: E. A. RIDLEY, Sub-Basement...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: CRIME: Crime-oj-the-Week | 5/22/1933 | See Source »

...dank subcellar aged Mr. Ridley would go. The air smelled like cool glue. Here, where once had been a well whence Mr. Ridley provided his tenements with cheap water of questionable purity, the strange, 88-year-old man had partitioned off a cheerless office. There were two iron safes, a high counting desk and swivel stool where his clerk sat, and Mr. Ridley's rolltop desk. Neither of the occupants ever took off his rubbers or overcoat. In their Dickensian foxhole they shared a lunch of bread and cheese...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: CRIME: Crime-oj-the-Week | 5/22/1933 | See Source »

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