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Word: sofas (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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...books, the most distinctive feature of the Grolier Book Shoppe is its well-worn sofa. Apparently an ordinary piece of furniture, it has been warmed by the posteriors of the most erudite inmates of the ivy-covered squirrel-cage. This indeterminable-hued divan has sustained the weight of the wearer of the blackest, thickest-rimmed glasses among Cambridge cognoscenti. It has also supported innumerable bodies beneath as many heads holding rimless spectacles, prime among these being Cairnie himself. For sitting comfort, the Grolier ottoman is approached only by the bootblack stand at Felix's Shoe Shine Spa, and there...

Author: By S. A. K., | Title: Circling the Square | 10/4/1946 | See Source »

...tight cheek of the sofa...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Defining Uncle Alfred | 7/1/1946 | See Source »

...credible: they haggle over fish, are starved or stuffed, often pray, sometimes forsake their faith, sometimes commit suicide. But occasionally Aleichem takes off from reality, and then he is at his best. He tells of people with one eyebrow black and the other white, who cut up a sofa to make a fiddle, whose goats change sex, whose clocks strike 13, who drink so much they catch fire inside and burn to death...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: How Do You Do? | 6/24/1946 | See Source »

...said the Blot, "but..." His eye caught a wisp of smoke curling up around his baggy red and yellow pantaloons. "Zounds!" he squealed. Rising to the occasion, the Jester yawned and preened himself lazily. Then, with a sudden leap, he huried the flaming sofa through the window. As it crashed to the street below, 11 of Cambridge's little red fire wagons arrived. "Obviously a case of grandeur delusions," chorused the fire fighters as they looked away blushing. "They think they're Ibisos...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Jester Defenestrates Blazing Sofa from Bow Street Bedlam | 5/7/1946 | See Source »

Then he went to his office and lay down on the sofa. He grunted unintelligibly and closed his eyes. For the moment at least, 71 year-old Harold Ickes was a very tired old man. But only for a moment. Like every man's conscience, he would not be stilled...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: THE ADMINISTRATION: Exit Honest Harold | 2/25/1946 | See Source »

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