Word: nose
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Dates: during 1880-1889
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...Both men sparred cautiously during the first round and the honors were about even. Thomas got in two good blows on Weld, but most of his leads were well countered by the latter. In the second round Thomas led out well, and planted a rattling blow upon Weld's nose. He also used his right very effectively on Weld's body, but the round as a whole was rather tame. In the third round Thomas swung his right very effectively upon Weld's face and body. His sparring was much cleaner than Weld's, who, although he did some good...
...first bout between Plummer and Clement was hotly contested, both men showing considerable science and quickness. Plummer appeared to have more staying power, and the bout was given to him. He was unable to spar the final bout with Williams, on account of a broken nose. The medal, therefore, was given to the latter...
...story of his persecution of St. Dunstan. He was constantly visitting the saint's blacksmith shop to make sinful suggestions and disturb the holy man's pious meditations. But one day, as the Devil poked his head in at the window, the doughty saint caught his diabolical nose in red hot pincers, and the Devil fled howling, to trouble the saint no more...
...from the other. On developing the plate, I found the striker out with both hands on his knees, ready for the ball which was to come from an invisible server. Such accidents are common. I once tried to take a horse and sulky, but got only the horse's nose. It is just like shooting at birds on the wing; the novice is most likely to shoot ahead and so either misses the bird altogether or hits it in the head and kills it at once...
...than his hat. Victory! Our first rush is about over. The two sides are very evenly matched, neither seems to have any decided advantage. Every one now looks to himself to see if he has suffered any injury. I find that my eye has a tendency to close; my nose seems swollen; my cheeks tingles, and my head is rather confounded. I look to my dress; where is my gown? I can find only one sleeve, my belt and a few shreds of black and orange cloth hanging from my shoulders. I am horrified when I think that some Freshmen...