Word: lay
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...regard to the cover picture on TIME, lay 3, it is obvious that Billy Mauch appears on the right...
...much like a badly-scratched phonograph record. He had learned that repetition was the polite way of confessing ignorance. With no little sense of awe and appreciation of his luck he was walking with Byron Piccup along the bechildrened pavements in front of Dunster House; a few feet ahead lay their destination in the form of a lighted, whistling popcorn and hotdog stand. Yes, with Byron Piccup...
Catholic papers do not make much money. Each diocese has its local sheet, usually vended near the church on Sunday. Price of the paper (1? to 5?) seldom covers the expenses of the publication. Advertisements are often of the sort not acceptable to the lay press. Manhattan's Catholic News, which bears the recommendation of Cardinal Hayes as "a friendly, newsy paper," carries the advertising of foot masseurs, $2 doctors, "a Gonzaga University Priest Chemist's" preparation for the hair. Our Sunday Visitor of Huntington. Ind., which is running a big religious picture contest similar to Old Gold...
...doctor see Marie-Anne, but he could hear her shrieking. One of the dogs seemed to be worrying at a large rag doll. With their black gowns hiked up, the monks came stumbling and shouting from their quarters. When the dogs were finally hauled & called off, Marie-Anne lay limp and bleeding in the snow...
Standish was a most conservative fellow. At 35 he was a well-dressed, healthy, successful Manhattan stockbroker, husband to an eminently satisfactory wife, father of two nice children. And then suddenly Standish lost all interest in life. He went home, went to bed, lay limp for days. When he got up, his one idea was to get far, far away. Sea-travel seemed to soothe him; he began to enjoy himself once more. But he was in no hurry to get home. And when he did start back it was on a slow boat, by the roundabout and little-traveled...