Word: matchlessly
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...Cobb is a real comer . . ." Skeptically, Rice traveled to Anniston and watched a youngster named Tyrus Raymond Cobb play semipro baseball. The next day he began writing stories about the undiscovered outfielder at Anniston. As a result, Cobb was later signed by the Detroit Tigers and started on his matchless major-league career (20 years later, Cobb confessed to Rice that he had sent the letters and telegrams himself...
...Long before the advent of Buddha, Cambodia was settled by migrants from India. More than 1,000 years ago, Cambodia was the seat of the mighty Khmer empire, which ruled most of Indo-China and bequeathed the matchless jungle temple of Angkor Wat to posterity. But Cambodia is now the smallest (about the size of Missouri) of the three Associated States. The French established their protectorate in 1863, but decided to leave the easygoing Cambodians pretty much on their own, to trade contentedly in pepper and corn, grow rice and worship Buddha in the shade. When the Communist guerrillas arose...
...Shetland Pony, drawn up by the side of a thoroughbred Hunter." He attracted patrons but he rarely kowtowed to them, feeling that it was a common hypocrisy with poets, "when their Patrons try their hand at a Rhyme, to cry up the Honorable or Right Honorable performance as Matchless, Divine...
...around 1800, an already notorious teen-age violinist arrived in Leghorn to play a concert-with no violin. His name was Nicolo Paganini, and he had pawned his fiddle to pay off a pressing gambling debt. A wealthy merchant offered to lend him a matchless Guarneri del Gesu and, when the performance was over, refused to take it back. "The Guarneri is yours," he cried. "My hands shall never profane the violin which you have touched...
...Saar is German, speaks German, feels German and long was German. The Germans can point to the Saarbrücken salesman who complained: "French shoes just don't fit German feet," to the shopkeeper who put up a sign after five years of selling France's matchless Burgundies: "At last, the good wines of Germany are back again." Nub of the German argument: let the Saar decide for itself, and it will rush to rejoin the fatherland...