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Word: regaining (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1920-1929
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Late Saturday Cohen visited the Brattle Square police station and sought to regain the circulars which had been taken from his when he was arrested Friday, wishing to give the bills out at an indoor meeting Sunday. He was informed-that his circulars were secure in the locker of the officer who had taken them from him originally, and that they could not be obtained until his return Sunday morning. Promising to have them for him "Sunday, the officer on night duty told Cohen to come back then...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: COHEN UNMOLESTED IN BOSTON SPEECH | 10/7/1929 | See Source »

...hear Mr. Shapley of the Harvard Observatory discuss "Man's Place in the Cosmic Scene" would seem one of the best ways to regain his equilibrium. So, this morning at 10 o'clock the Vagabond will attend the lecture in Biology A in the Geological Lecture Room on Oxford Street...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Student Vagabond | 10/3/1929 | See Source »

Beyond these four lectures, Professor Garrod has made no plans. The exact dates and subjects of the entire series will be announced later, when he has had an opportunity to adjust himself to his new surroundings, and perhaps regain his lost manuscript...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: GARROD TO LECTURE IN THE NEAR FUTURE | 10/2/1929 | See Source »

...established before any judge or tribunal." This was denied them. After three hours, the bewildered Dreyfuss, as his own chief witness, spoke of the time he was losing while he was incarcerated. In a calm, plaintive voice he said: "I am 49 years old. I can never regain these days I am losing. I harbor no ill will toward anyone and my only desire is to work and live at peace with all the world." Justice Peters ordered him sent back to the asylum...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: Dreyfuss Case | 8/26/1929 | See Source »

...lance-corporal has his head torn off. He runs a few steps more while the blood spouts from his neck like a fountain. I fall into an open belly. I see a man biting his own arm. I see another stagger away holding his front in. We regain our trench. The rats leave our dugout, to fatten on dead and dying in No Man's Land...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Horror of the World | 6/17/1929 | See Source »

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