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Word: paled (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1920-1929
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...hero is a dusty little clerk who, through the facile mood of fantasy, finds himself face to face with himself as a boy. He was a freckled, active, vital kid. He is a pale and pulseless man. So the kid goes along with him for a while and stirs his spirit to the point of telling his boss to go to the devil and asking his girl to marry...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Theatre: New Plays: Mar. 1, 1926 | 3/1/1926 | See Source »

Orthodox Jewry holds tightly to tradition, regulates its religious life largely by the Talmud. Its adherents are mainly immigrants from the Polish Pale and European ghettos, folks who segregate themselves with the living memory of pogroms and national oustings...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Religion: Jews | 3/1/1926 | See Source »

Amid pandemonium, the Fascists threw their own hats, and all the hats they could snatch, into the air. Mistaking a streetcar employe with a red "danger" flag for a Communist, they drubbed him soundly. Premier Poullet "turned pale," escaped discreetly through the back door of the Museum, leaving Crown Prince Leopold to receive the Fascists' cheers...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: BELGIUM: Hang Poullet! | 2/22/1926 | See Source »

...morning. Patou called me up and asked if I should like to try on my dresses. Would I like to try them on! An old-rose coat trimmed with fur, a satin cyclamen evening frock, a white silk tennis dress wonderfully cut, one walking dress of rose, another in pale grey. This is simply too divine, I thought; it just isn't true. But when I jumped out of the car at Patou's, there were all the reporters sitting around, staring at the manikins, the frocks and me, like morticians at a flower-show. Dieu! These American...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Helen's Week | 2/15/1926 | See Source »

...wolves on the fold and whipped us to a standstill, 6-1, 6-2. It was a terrific, savage match. We played our best, every stroke. The reporters said C. F. looked like Jack Dempsey smashing away at the net with his jaw way out. And that I was pale with concentration. Perhaps I was foolish to change from driving to lobbing against Suzanne, but it seemed best at the time. She was like a silk whirlwind in a salmon pink sweater. She talked constantly, while I pressed my lips tight shut, like President Coolidge. Her drives and placements came...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Helen's Week | 2/15/1926 | See Source »

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