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Word: paid (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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...scared, she went back to the reservation (TIME, Oct. 11). Last week, as she was playing the piano for a service in a little Protestant church in Flagstaff, Ariz., an invitation arrived. How would she like to fly to the big Tri-State Fair at Amarillo, with all expenses paid? Amarillo wanted to "open its collective arms and heart" to Florence, so that she would forget her last memory of Texas...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Education: Not Mad at Texas | 10/18/1948 | See Source »

...pitch. Big John, a boy from Arkansas, retired the first three Cleveland Indians in order. Whatever hopes the underdog Boston Braves had of winning the first World Series game were pinned on his strong right arm. At $35,000 a year, he was the National League's highest paid player...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Pitching Pays | 10/18/1948 | See Source »

Then Bob Feller, carrying no tobacco but more dough (the American League's highest paid player, at $87,000), strode stiff-legged to the mound. At 29, Fireball Bob, like Sain, was pitching his first World Series game. Down went the first three Boston Braves in order...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Pitching Pays | 10/18/1948 | See Source »

...story contrasts the characters and careers of a detective and a crook, both born in poor New York Italian families. The detective (Victor Mature) is reasonably intelligent, persistent, brave and ill-paid. The criminal (Richard Conte) is shrewd, unregenerate, reckless, vain, easy with the money and the girls. Conceding that the crook is much the more obviously interesting character, the movie grants him the bulk of its attention. But that is all it grants him. Without ever quite getting mealymouthed, it builds up an honest and impressive case against...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The New Pictures, Oct. 18, 1948 | 10/18/1948 | See Source »

...arms, you dearest boy,' cried his father in transports, 'run to my arms. Glad am I, George, that you killed my tree; for you have paid me for it a thousand fold. Such an act of heroism in my son is worth more than a thousand trees, though blossomed with silver, and their fruits of purest gold...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: The Virginians | 10/18/1948 | See Source »

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