Word: slow
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Last week in Brooklyn he gave Jack Delaney a return match-15 rounds to a decision. The cold eyes glinted slow malice; the pale, hairy body moved forward, paused, swayed, moved forward. In the fifth round one of Delaney's whizzing fists dropped Berlenbach to one knee. Berlenbach arose and moved forward with Delaney dancing in and out and more fists whizzing, now to Berlenbach's crushed nose, now to his gloomy mouth, now to his heaving midriff. None of Berlenbach's long, stiff blows were steered anywhere near dancing Delaney. At the end, the referee...
...plain; his one weapon was a left hook that crippled metaphor, but looked as easy to dodge as a freight train. He was not pretty to look at either, being a somewhat scarred ex-taxi-driver with a thick nose, thick jaw, thick mouth and a pair of cold, slow, brutal eyes. He seemed a fighter without imagination, he ever comes up against a fast man who can hit, he'll be done for," critics said...
...theory should be toned down, by deletion or other euphemisms. Thus, 28 pages of a biology text by Truman Moon of Littletown (N. Y.) High School were deleted in toto, and to save argument Author Moon was not even consulted about it. Statements like, "Evolution is a slow and gradual process," and "It must be remembered that the upright position of man is an acquired position," were simply left out. Upright Texas believers may now trust their children abroad in the fearsome school world. Intelligent Texans, the theory has it, will understand the diplomatic Fergusons' little gesture and explain...
Hilaire Germain Edgard Degas, long years ago, standing in front of one of Mary Cassatt's paintings, turned with his slow, twisting smile to a companion. The remark was perhaps the highest compliment she everreceived-more satisfactory even than the one the Luxembourg paid her when it bought one of her paintings on behalf of the citizens of France. Degas, that superlative draughtsman, who alone of all painters has immortalized the beauty of awkwardness, knew what he was talking about. Miss Cassatt could draw. At that time she had not come under Degas' influence but had caught...
...Princeton undergraduates and now as the two shells slipped over a panel of golden water, glazed with sunset, it was apparent that this apprehension was not unfounded. The Princeton crew rowed hard; the Washington crew rowed easily; the Princeton coxswain barked excitedly; the Washington, coxswain chanted a beat as slow as a Baptist psalm. At the mile the men of Princeton, tiring, had slipped a little behind; at the finish, six lengths...