Word: roughed
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 1930-1939
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
Late in March, clad in the rough padded jacket and conical cap of a Tibetan coolie, he slipped out of Darjeeling with three porters and one pack pony. When the authorities learned of his disappearance three days later, Wilson was already approaching the Tibetan border. Only the north face of Everest holds any hope of ascent, and the north face lies in Tibet...
Bonthron's customary strategy is to stay close behind a rival he fears, scare him into running fast, cut him down in the last 200 yards. But, says Lovelock, "I always run as slowly as I can." Last week, on the rough clay track, cut up by a touring rodeo and softened by rain, these two great milers let their second string men&151;Leach of Oxford, Vipond of Cornell&151;set the pace for the first two laps. Then Lovelock took the lead with Bonthron close behind. Knowing Bonthron wanted him to set a fast pace, Lovelock...
...than any other part of the country. Its businessmen, not inoculated with the chronic malaria of labor trouble, see Red at every labor agitation. Some of them hate labor unions with the hate their trail-blazing fathers had for Indians on the warpath. And they do not flinch from rough & tumble with their enemies. Labor, too, has still something of the, devil-may-care spirit of the dance halls and the lumber camps...
...year was 1898; the month, December; the place, Paris. A woman with blue eyes and blonde hair, and a dark, bearded man worked in taut silence in a place described as a ''cross between a horse stable and a potato cellar.'' The walls were of rough planks; the glass roof, patched in places, leaked when it rained. There were three battered deal tables covered with apparatus, a few chairs, a pot-bellied stove. On the asphalt floor lay coarse mats...
...Walsh carries on in Donn Byrne manner. Author Walsh writes of Ireland, but not the Ireland of Yeats, Synge or Joyce. His Erin is a Ruritania set to music, a light operetta in which broken hearts, murder, the open road, gentlemen disguised as tinkers, and a couple of good rough-&-tumbles lead inevitably to the old sweet finale. The Road to Nowhere's pages are damp with manly sentiment and the hero ("a man amongst men, simple men, kindly men, men who could be terrible, men who used strong language as a matter of course, but always...