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Word: maroons (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1930-1939
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...gate, astonished Sister Agnes found not the travel-worn automobile in which she always rode, but a spic & span new one. She learned that His Majesty, motoring past the hospital, had noticed her old car, ordered for her a Daimler like his own, in the royal colors of maroon and scarlet...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: People, Sep. 11, 1933 | 9/11/1933 | See Source »

...almost a yearly chore. He is 49, Irish, restless, athletic, enthusiastic, popular. He is in London as much as he is in the U. S. Though he speaks no foreign languages, he staffs his offices as far as possible with native labor, respects native customs. He knows that a maroon car cannot be sold in Japan because that color is reserved for royalty, that yellow means mourning to the Chinese, that green is bad luck to the Indian. He has a home in Oyster Bay, N. Y. from which he commutes on his sporadic visits in a speed boat...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Business: Personnel: Feb. 27, 1933 | 2/27/1933 | See Source »

Colgate's "Red Raiders of Chenango" (because they wear maroon trousers) rattled off their eighth straight game of the season, 16 to 0, against Syracuse...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: At College | 11/21/1932 | See Source »

...which, equipped in club-car fashion with a desk and radio headphones in the cabin, serves as his flying office and from which every detail of airway construction, maintenance, lighting and radio weather-reporting can be observed first hand. Only touch of elegance in the cabin is a brilliant maroon felt pillow with the seal of the Aeronautics Branch (a beacon over which flies the original Wright Brothers' plane) on one side; on the other the name of Clarence M. Young in orange letters. The pillow was the gift and particular pride of Col. Young's pilot, plump John Cable...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Aeronautics: Chief of Airway | 3/14/1932 | See Source »

About dawn the landlady jumped up in bed as a volley of shots rattled the window panes. Feet thudded down the stairway. A voice cried: "Hell, that's enough -come on." The front door slammed. From a window the landlady saw two men disappear inside a maroon sedan, watched ihe car slip away in the half-light. Then she called the speakeasy. When police arrived an hour later, they found a group of gaping lodgers standing around the room in their nightclothes. Diamond's doctor shifted from foot to foot. A redhaired, wild-eyed woman was mopping blood...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: CRIME: Rat Trapped | 12/28/1931 | See Source »

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