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Word: laden (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1950-1959
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Although efforts to eliminate the noxious odors during the Jubilee were unsuccessful, University slouths, including an official "sniffer," had located and eliminated most of the chemical-laden objects by Monday...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Chemical Bomb Defies Freshmen, Lingers in Union Despite Porters | 5/11/1955 | See Source »

...morning in early summer. A silver haze shimmered and trembled over the lime trees. The air was laden with their fragrance. The temperature was like a caress. I remember . . . that I climbed up a tree stump and felt suddenly immersed in Itness. I did not call it by that name. I had no need for words. It and I were...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: THE PURSUIT OF IT | 4/25/1955 | See Source »

BERNARD LORJOU, 46, an unabashed realist, whose heavy-handed oils make up in impact what they lack in grace (TIME, Nov. 6, 1950). To critics who say that his plunging horses, beheaded bulls and heavily laden tables are symbols borrowed from Picasso, Lorjou angrily replies that his inspiration comes direct from El Greco, Velásquez and Goya...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: After the Sunburst | 3/21/1955 | See Source »

...York Central management, Robert R. Young liked to scourge the "goddamned bankers" and attack railroad operators while he championed the poor, neglected passengers. Crusader Bob's most effective ploy was a cartoon of a pig. fat and sassy in his freight car, looking down on a bedraggled, luggage-laden human traveler and his family changing trains. Hooted the ad: "A hog can cross the country without changing trains...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: RAILROADS: Turnabout | 3/7/1955 | See Source »

Willis has an infinite capacity for sentimental self-deception. He can persuade himself that his mean dealings are really high-minded, that his sales-convention humor is funny, that his cliche-laden speeches are profound. He has the most dreadfully patronizing mannerisms that ever drove a wife (or a reader) to fury, and even when he tries to be tender, he just manages an Emily Postscript. "I wish you'd kiss me, dear," says Sylvia. "Why, certainly," replies Willis. "It will be a pleasure, honey." Yet just as Sylvia puts up with him, so in the end does...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: New Babbitt | 2/28/1955 | See Source »

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