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Word: kittens (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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Usage:

...volume contained a parody of James's style, with this deadly description: "His novel ... is like a church lit, but without a congregation to distract you, with every light and line focused on the high altar. And on the altar, very reverently placed, intensely there, is a dead kitten, an eggshell, a piece of string...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: With Two Countries | 12/4/1944 | See Source »

Lord Bruce Carlton ("his body was magnificent") found 16-year-old Amber in a country, village, whisked her off to London as his mistress. "Under his stroking fingers . . . she purred like a kitten." But Bruce soon had enough, and went dashing off to the West Indies...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Ods-Fish, Madame! | 10/23/1944 | See Source »

...mice by setting out crackers, spreading poison on every third one. The mice ate all the unpoisoned crackers, left all the others. Lief gathered them up despondently, fell to munching, soon went to the hospital. In New Britain, Conn., Eleanor Borg went up a tree after a stranded kitten, which presently scurried down by itself. It required firemen with ladders to get Eleanor down...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miscellany, Aug. 2, 1943 | 8/2/1943 | See Source »

...saying, stocky Carl Elbridge Newton last week left his job as president of the bustling, kitten-conscious Chesapeake & Ohio Railroad, thrust his feet under a Washington desk, and got set for a tough summer and a hard winter as operator of the Government-seized coal mines...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: COAL: Mr. Newton and the Facts | 7/12/1943 | See Source »

...servants' dining room . . . the summerhouse with the well in it ... the drooping cut-leaf maple. It was all just as I remembered it. Nothing was changed. ... In the library, a light flashed on. ... I knew my mother was standing at the top of the stairs in her kitten's-ear broadcloth with the long train, the diamond butterfly from Tiffany's sparkling at the black-velvet ribbon around her throat. . . . But I couldn't see her for the mist in my eyes...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: After Indian Summer | 6/28/1943 | See Source »

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