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Word: reds (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1920-1929
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...conscientious, but sincere, interest. Now at the dinner table I am voluble with the latest gossip- of the Prince of Wales, Henry Ford and Lena Stillman, and I look bored, but not blank, when the McNary-Haugen bill is mentioned. Last week I had just finished reading TIME from red cover to red cover, felt buoyantly well-informed. The doorbell rang, and there was the mailman with another edition of TIME. Oh dear! Yours, till my subscription runs...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Mr. Hearst | 8/29/1927 | See Source »

Wrapping Mrs. Coolidge in a horseblanket on the grandstand of the Pine Ridge fairgrounds, the President first beheld a Sioux pageant-including war-painted savages, bareback riding and children dressed as beets, carrots, cabbages. He received presents from the Misses Nancy Redcloud, Rosa Red-hair, Jessie Marrowbone, Mary Little Iron, Jennie Blue Horse, Emma No Horse and several chiefs...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: INDIANS: President's Visit | 8/29/1927 | See Source »

Eighty thousand Indians, each clad in a red blanket and each with a tiny hat cocked low over his forehead, were reported "in revolt", last week, throughout the interior departments of Potosi, Cochabamba and Sucre...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Theatre: BOLIVIA: Incas Up! | 8/22/1927 | See Source »

...practice mile, sniffed the cool air that smelled a little of horses and saddles, pranced off the track. A stable man leading him rubbed the horse's nose, then looked down at his hand quickly. It was covered with blood. Dice, suddenly tired, stood stiffly while bright red drops made a pattern on the damp turf. Four hours later, blood still pouring out of his nose from a lung hemorrhage, Dice died...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Death of Dice | 8/22/1927 | See Source »

...Newark, N. J., Mae C. Collins, 307 pounds, waddled into a butcher shop. On the walls hung red, juicy, uncooked animals. Under the glass counter reposed cool, damp, bulging joints of beef. On the counter, in the icebox, lay bloody fowl; flaccid livers; grisly, delicious knuckles; dainty, pink and white lamb chops. The gullet of Mae C. Collins gaped a little. Her small, pleasant, piggy eyes, twinkling behind rolls of fat as round and red as hamburgers, finally fixed on a ponderous porterhouse steak. Seizing it, she waddled out of the butcher shop...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miscellany: Policemen | 8/22/1927 | See Source »

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