Word: reptilians
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...beautiful? Is she thin, fat, dropsical, anemic, senile, kittenish or reptilian? Last week Manhattanites asked these questions about Maria Lani, French cinemactress. For in the august Brummer Gallery was an exhibition of 51 representations of this one woman. She was "done" in marble, metal, paint, on a platter, on a piece of glass...
...Mongolia's lakes and marshy meadows these creatures laid their reptilian eggs; roamed, fought and died, their heavy carcasses sometimes sinking into quicksands, or being dragged by currents into still backwaters, to settle in silt. . . . After perhaps eight million years, other creatures ruled Mongolia. They were warm-blooded, milk-giving, viviparous-mammals from tiny moles to a shaggy monster with columnar legs and a neck long enough to browse on treetops, a sort of elephantine giraffe. . . . After several millions of years there grew up in mammalia an erect Two-Legs who learned to use tools...
...March wind staggered about the Concord house, striking at doors, shaking shutters. By its sound you knew that it smelt of melting earth and sticky buds. Inside was a dingy, not unpleasant taint of coke burning in the Franklin grate, and a lingering fragrance of dinner . . . ticking clocks, the reptilian hiss of fire, and without, the scampering wind...
...members urging them to vote favorably when this motion came up. Alarmed, Publisher Hearst commanded his chief scribe, Arthur Brisbane, to circularize all the A. P. members and ask them if they were going to permit their votes to be thus "forced" by the directors; if, having "scotched" this reptilian idea in 1924, they were going to sit by and permit "the right of protest" to be overridden in 1926; if they were going to permit Publisher Gannett to be "given a franchise for nothing that many other members have spent fortunes to obtain?" Scribe Brisbane, furthermore, denied that there...
...learn the hidden cause directly. So with a sterilized lancet the doctor, emergency surgeon now, pricked the baby's pink scalp. He pricked again. He heard a minute clink; he felt something hard against his lancet blade. He looked, and there gleaming up at him like a reptilian eye glittered in his incision the end of a steel darning needle...