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Word: sin (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1870-1879
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Will you, Tom, for they pinch me like sin...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A MARVELLOUS VISION. | 4/1/1879 | See Source »

...genus poco to visit us at this late hour, if an unwary book-agent had looked in on me, I should have had an outlet for my spleen. A head would have gone, the world been minus one more plague, and the Crimson's dignity saved. But the sin of this be on the heads of my tormentors...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: No Headline | 2/8/1878 | See Source »

...described as an incorrigible flirt, but who is really in love with her companion. Why, with his insufferable conceit, he is not aware of this fact, we are not told; at any rate, he is not aware of it, and proceeds to lecture the young lady on the sin of flirtation. She is so cut to the heart that she persuades the horse to run away, throws the reins out of the buggy, and faints. By a wonderful gymnastic feat the Puppy seizes the reins and stops the horse. Upon remonstrating with Beatrice for her peculiar behavior, she replies, with...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: OUR EXCHANGES. | 2/8/1878 | See Source »

...that we have been exercising. It is allowable to take a pull on the river, or a stroll around the foot-ball ground, but during the winter "the thing" is to take no exercise at all. So the Gymnasium is left to men who do not know what a sin they are committing, and who appear to enjoy playing tenpins all the afternoon, or lifting a five-pound dumb-bell for hours together...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: "THE THING." | 1/25/1878 | See Source »

...felloes are goode and pious, but there are two whom y Evil One hath enthrald. They - poor wicket creatures! do frequently sneak to a forest in the neighbouring hamlet of Watertown and do play cards, y which offence is punishable with expulsion. I pray daily that the fetlock of sin may be loosed from them, but I fear lest the devil harden their hearts against repentance. Now, I must say farewell, for 't is nine o' the clock, and we retire regularly at this hour...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A FRESHMAN LETTER. | 11/9/1877 | See Source »

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