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Word: slack (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1920-1929
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Indiana. The Indianapolis City Council resolved their city's mayoral tangle (TIME, Nov. 7, CORRUPTION) by casting ballots for a successor to Mayor John L. Duvall, convicted & resigned. On the 38th ballot, L. Ert Slack, onetime laywer for the K. K. K., was elected. Mayor Slack's term will end Jan. 1, 1930, when a city manager system goes into effect in Indianapolis...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: POLITICAL NOTES: Off-Year Elections | 11/21/1927 | See Source »

Remembers when his own wooden shots were so short he had to "stick a pitch against the pin to take up the slack...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: NON-FICTION: Sportsman | 8/8/1927 | See Source »

Members of the University who are interested in part time work which they would like to undertake immediately, and also any men who would like to have full time work for the summer, should see Mr. Slack in Room A at the Union some time today or tomorrow...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Gives Opportunity for Work | 6/2/1927 | See Source »

Author Hergesheimer is repeatedly accused of vulgarity, never of slack workmanship. Hot color, detail as meticulously perfect as a showgirl's makeup, are his special contribution to serious letters. Sometimes a deep pulse of life makes itself felt, sometimes an incomparable atmosphere passes over the hard surfaces, as in Java Head and The Three Black Pennys. But mostly, labor faithfully though he obviously does, Author Hergesheimer remains a short-range camera, loaded with a thick film. "No Grifolifes...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: FICTION: Amorous Oilman | 10/4/1926 | See Source »

Outside of Plain Dealing, La., little dun dogs peered through slack, seamy, deep-set eyes, sniffed eagerly. Five hundred and two armed men followed. They shook trees, stuck sticks up hollow logs- suddenly licked parched lips as the hounds began to whimper. They were looking for Judge Powell, Negro. Fool, he had slain Sheriff Dooley. Now they had found him. He whimpered as the hounds leapt about him, yelped. He cowered in the cotton field. Guns spat. He shrieked, groaned, died. Little dun dogs closed in, sniffed eagerly. At Wytheville, Va., last week gentry stormed the county jail; shot Raymond...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: NEGROES: Plain Dealing | 8/23/1926 | See Source »

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