Word: pairs
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...good deal of scuffling and grunting before all can be com- fortably disposed on furniture, windowsills and floor. Then cigarets are borrowed, matches found, pipes gurgled clean, and someone arranges the windows and door to prevent a draft but assure ventilation. Usually there is a search for a pair of eyeglasses, but as "Copey" keeps an innumerable quantity of these, variously ground for varying type-sizes and occasions, the search is brief and successful. A hush falls. Some one takes his last cough. "Copey" waits for another last cough and, if none comes, begins to read...
...broth in the kitchen of a frame house. His wife was sick upstairs; he had come home twice that day from work to give her food. He was expecting the doctor, and hearing a knock on the door he started forward. The sound of more than one pair of boots on the porch made him look out of the window. His yard was full of men. In long white robes they writhed with dismal laughter in the moonlight. They called to him "Come out, Simon." 'My wife's sick," he shouted through the window. A volley of revolver...
...condition, and maintaining a high standard of scholarship. "Individual success," declared Coach Farrell, "depends on cooperation with the coaches and with the other members of the squad. Inexperienced men should not feel at a loss, since we have developed innumerable stars from men who never even saw a pair of spiked shoes before. I can guarantee a place on the squad to every man who comes to practice regularly, obeys the training rules in spirit as well as in letter, studies hard, and pitches in on the work here for all he is worth...
...press the complaint, [felonious assault] and he asks your permission to have it withdrawn." "What had they been drinking?" asked the magistrate. "The usual stuff." "Will you shake hands?" asked the magistrate. Grinning sheepishly, the two philosophers shook hands. ""Case dismissed," said the magistrate, who reflected, as the pair left arm in arm, that philosophy is thicker than alcohol. News writers drew the obvious parallel of Damon & Phintias...
...grew thick and flatted out along her sides, forming strips ten or twelve inches long by two and a half wide, and under her chin like a muff, the upper side loose, the under matted like felt, and in the spring these appendages dropped off. They gave me a pair of her 'wings,' which I keep still. There is no appearance of a membrane about them...