Word: motionlessness
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President Coolidge sat very still. He was looking at the face of an elderly English gentleman with large, bushy eyebrows. The eyes beneath these eyebrows looked intently back at Mr. Coolidge. After many minutes of motionless sitting, the President gave place to Mrs. Coolidge. She in turn sat very still, looked at the eyebrows, was looked at by the eyes. Eventually the results of these sittings, these lockings, will be portraits of President and Mrs. Coolidge, exhibited in the new building of the New York Genealogical and Biographical Society, Manhattan. The owner of the eyebrows was Frank O. Salisbury, "painter...
They stood motionless for a moment at the toss-in; then the eight ponies twisted and straightened their necks and the last period started. Two minutes later, number one on the U. S. four, William Averell Harriman, carried the ball up from midfield and scored through a tangle at the goal. Five and a half minutes later the people in the stands stood cheering in the rain because the U. S., after trailing at 2-5, had won, by a score of 7-6, the first game in the series intended to decide the "Championship of the Americas...
...From the fourth to the tenth round, "The Hard Rock from Downunder" was being chewed. And then his jaw, game and unchewed, received a blow which caused the heavy sound upon the canvas of a falling body. Several seconds passed and what was left of Heeney remained almost motionless. Then the gong rang, ending the tenth round. Heeney's seconds carried him to his corner, poured water on him, rubbed him, wiped some of the blood off his face, got him on his feet for the eleventh round. Courageously, he delivered two or three blows, but received a dozen...
...history-laden diatribe of Keynoter Claude Gernade Bowers, he listened attentively, motionless, until the "farmer demonstration" broke out. Then he said, admiringly: "Bowers is putting it over. What was that he said again...
...soldiers always flank the door of a certain large but unpretentious mansion on the famed Wilhelmstrasse. Changed every few hours, they stand while on duty absolutely motionless, eyes front, shouldering heavy service rifles which are never seen to move, to tremble. Early one morning last week these soldier automatons turned suddenly as though on pivots, snapped to salute, and again became motionless as President Paul von Hindenburg, 81, strode forth with a Feldmarschall's tread, passed down the Wilhelmstrasse into the Taubenstrasse and entered a reeking, beery saloon...