Word: sicked
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...midafternoon. He had started on a walk after luncheon, failed to telephone her hourly as was his custom, missed a dinner engagement. While newspapers headlined "kidnap,"' police and Federal agents scoured the city. A taxicab driver who took Mr. Livermore to his office said he had become "terribly sick" in the cab. Day after his disappearance Mr. Livermore returned home, walking unsteadily, his face muffled inside his coat collar (see cut). His story: he had spent the night in a hotel, had awakened with a blank mind; newspaper headlines about himself brought him to his senses. His doctor...
...whiskey expert in the U. S."; for TIME'S own eminent consultant pronounces that Irish whiskies, being heavier, are less delicate. Question of taste.-ED. Danner Christmas Sirs: . . . Nowhere is the true spirit of Christmas more clearly shown than among the 3,000,000 lepers of the world-sick, homeless, many of them blind, and crippled as well. At 170 lonely leper outposts around this old world there are men and women and little children asking ''Will there be any Christmas this year?" Not the kind of Christmas that means extra comforts and luxuries; but just...
Feeling more like a parson than a President, last week Mr. Roosevelt bundled up warmly and set off in his limousine to make a succession of sick calls. Through sleet and along roads as slick as glass, he first drove to the Naval Hospital. There he found Secretary Ickes propped up in bed attended by a skeleton staff from the Interior Department, trying his best to disregard a fractured rib sustained when he fell on an icy pavement. Oil Administrator, Public Works Administrator, a holder of five extra-cabinet jobs, Mr. Ickes knows that he and Secretary Wallace...
With Secretary Ickes. the President put in an hour's work, several minutes' heavy kidding before leaving for the home of Secretary Swanson. But the Navy's old Virginian had a bad cold, was too sick to see his chief...
...Brooklyn jurist, he studied art in Paris, drew sketches for Life, Vogue, began to write. Critics, impressed by The King in Yellow, his second book, were disappointed when he began turning out two perfumed and aseptic romances a year. (Total production: 60 novels.) "Literature! The word makes me sick!" he snorted. His painstaking historical research was largely lost on his millions of readers (Ashes of Empire, Cardigan). He was the first U. S. author to sell story rights to the cinema...