Word: lumping
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...subject termed "Cramming" is a favorite with most editorial writers. Every college student knows so much about cramming. Whether he has indulged in this mild sport of learning "a la lump" or not, he is aware of the advantages and the evils. The chief complaint against cramming is that a large body of material gone over at a rapid pace late at night does not "stick." This is, indeed, most unfortunate. If only cramming had among other things, certain adhesive qualities, the worries of many students would be at an end. Those who are veterans would be exonerated from that...
Life subscription? Sure-if not too much of a lump sum blow for youngsters just getting their sea-legs in business...
Marda wanted to explore-and incidentally to escape Montmorency; she and Lois ventured into the gloom, relishing a fear that was "a kind of deliciousness." A crop of nettles, a dead cow, and by the stairs a prostrate lump that was a man. Sleepily he stirred, instinctively levelled his pistol at them; accidentally it went off, nipped Marda in the hand. The girls explained they were merely out for a walk; the man snarled it was time they gave up walking-for he was a Black-&-Tan, exhausted from days of guerrilla warfare, and they were the Irish aristocracy that...
Decentralization is a prime tenet of the Hoover theory of administration-dividing the work into parts and making one person responsible for each part. He would rather appoint a director of this and a director of that and let them choose assistants than entrust this-and-that in one lump to a commission. Radio is an example. Last week radiowners throughout the U. S. made out new dialing charts as a result of the Federal Radio Commission's reassignment of station wavelengths. Perhaps the new charts will serve for some time, perhaps they will need changing again before Christmas...
...blue-gummed, henna-bearded gaffer, Jack Horner-like, pulls out a lump. Feverishly he wipes the gluey carrion on a corner of his burnoose. Marshallah! A rose-pink pearl, pale, perfect, which-flesh-embedded-escaped the first casual pawing of the opened shells...