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Word: roar (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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...week before the report, Fleet Admiral Chester Nimitz, retired, let out an anticipatory roar: "The Navy of the future will be capable of launching missiles from surface vessels and submarines and of delivering atomic bombs from carrier-based planes...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: NATIONAL DEFENSE: For A-Day | 1/19/1948 | See Source »

...caught up with him. In prison at Alcalá de Henares, he and the other "politicals" were forced to go to Mass. One Sunday the priest delivered a sermon on the commandment No matarás (Thou shalt not kill). The prisoners murmured and the murmur rose to a roar: "No matarás! No matarás! No matarás!" The jailers decided that Sánchez had started it and gave him four months in solitary...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: SPAIN: Hero ('48) | 1/12/1948 | See Source »

...many automobiles that it was almost impossible to drive one. In some big cities, vast traffic jams never really got untangled from dawn to midnight; the bray of horns, the stink of exhaust fumes, and the crunch of crumpling metal eddied up from them as insistently as the vaporous roar of Niagara...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: MANNERS & MORALS: The Last Traffic Jam | 12/15/1947 | See Source »

...round four, Jersey Joe belted the champ on the whiskers again. This time, when Joe Louis hit the floor, it looked as if he might stay there. He got up at the count of seven. Gradually, through the swelling roar, people realized that they were seeing a Joe Louis who had lost his stuff. Once he had used a deadly counterpunch as his best defense. Now, his reflexes were too slow. In the ninth, he had his best round, slugging it out with his lighter (by 16½ lbs.) foe. But Jersey Joe Walcott, backed into the ropes, took...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: The Man Who Wasn't Afraid | 12/15/1947 | See Source »

...headmaster: "He had two wigs. The one serene, smiling, freshly powdered, betokening a mild day. The other, an old discolored caxon, denoting frequent and bloody execution. Nothing was more common than to see him make a headlong entry into the schoolroom and with turbulent eye, singling out a lad, roar out, 'Od's my life, Sirrah, I have a great mind to whip you,'-then, with as sudden a retracting impulse, fling back into his lair, and after a cooling lapse of some minutes . . . drive headlong out again . . . with the expletory yell-'and I WILL...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Education: Tales out of School | 11/10/1947 | See Source »

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