Word: limps
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...cloaks and suits had assembled to witness the marriage of one Ann Shapiro to one Harry Levy. At 6 p. m., the bride uttered a scream. She had forgotten the marriage license. A wedding guest, dispatched for it, was stopped by a traffic policeman. At 3 p. m., the limp guests stood up, rejoicing that Cantor J. Briah had begun the ceremony. Came a stern, interrupting voice-that of the cantor of the synagog, one A. Gartenhaus. He forbade the function to proceed unless he conducted it. The haggard wedding guests, frenzied at the threat of another delay, conducted Cantor...
...sure that Mr. Dos Passos has truly succeeded. Nevertheless his story is essentially a corking good love story. The treatment sometimes slights the intensely, human and physical aspects of this story. But the lovers are very real people trying to make a hard reality out of the limp texture of their lives. They struggle toward this reality against a violent background of bitterly lively incident. Things happen! There is no pale aesthetic modernism in this attack. In fact, I know of no more vigorous satire on art and art thinking than the scene in a Greenwich Village backyard where poets...
Earle Sande, who has been called, with some justice, the greatest of living jockeys, rode in front of the stands at the opening of the Jamaica Track. Metropolitan racegoers, who beheld him then for the first time since the August day when he crumpled, limp as a leveret, from his mount at Saratoga, rose shouting to welcome him. Amid wilder shouting, he rode J. S. Ward's Worthmore, pulled him over the line to win by the width of a lead pencil from H. P. Whitney's Noah in the famed Paumonok Handicap...
...never a hold did they get. Suddenly Munn strode forward, seized the hapless Lewis, heaved him high into the air and over the ropes. The fall was heavy, but its noise was drowned by the thunderous applause from the Kansans. Lewis lay prone. Invectives were hurled at his limp form...
...last fall was quickly decided. Lewis appeared, his back well bandaged; soon he was lying limp on those bandages. The heavyweight title had passed to Wayne Munn. The crowd went "mad-dog," scrambled on its seats, shook the rafters of Convention Hall as it screeched, boomed, barked salvos of shouts for the victor. Many sportsmen caterwauled at the dejected figure with the bowed head in the centre of the ring. A yokel was heard to shout: "You big bum, I hope you're hurt...