Word: stalwart
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Liberals have the hardest task, for they have to fight both Conservatives and Laborites. Their best poster showed a stalwart Liberal marked "It." On one side is a dapper bald-headed Conservative with a gouty foot, labeled "Past It"; on the other side is a shabby Communist, tagged "Beyond...
Already some of the stalwart members of the Senate are beginning to fall by the wayside. The first to go was Senator McCormick of Illinois, who failed to secure a renomination by the Republicans of his State (TIME, April 28, Political Notes). The second was Senator Shields of Tennessee. Last week, two more Senators lost their chances of appearing in the 69th Congress...
...final day of the trial came last week; and the Soviet Government opened the courtroom to the public. There was the Supreme Judge of the Military Tribunal, Ulrich, guarded by three stalwart soldiers. There was Kamenev, Acting Chairman of the Council of People's Commissars, sitting with his beautiful wife. Side by side sat Krassikov, President of the Supreme Court; Kursky, Commissioner of Justice; Minjiniki Elyava, Head of the Trans-Caucasian Federation; Karl Redek, famed diplomat; another arch-devil, Bela Kun, quondam Red Dictator of Hungary. In the dock a small man, quite bald, about 45, dressed in a cheap...
...wonder how the 39 could possibly endure such searing heat. Out of the Stadium went the runners, to dusty roads, to sunbaked fields. Half an hour later Nurmi's lithe effortless figure came through the Marathon Gate, followed shortly by the indefatigable Ritola and by Earl Johnson (stalwart U. S. Negro), by a sun-stricken, staggering, vomiting, fainting rabble. Only 15 of the 39 finished. Just outside the Stadium many lay prostrate, nigh dead, in a hollow by some tennis courts where the sun was furnace-hot. Nurmi jogged freshly to his shower...
Great-nephew of the wizard-of-oil, son of William G. Rockefeller, grandson of James Stillman, this stalwart scion of honorable American lines, gazed, brooding, on the horizon. Bending among his men on a mid-thwart, he had swept with them to shouting triumphs on home waters. Now he led them forth?the bronze-skinned ones?to conquer the oarsmen of the world, as warlike Menelaus led the bronze-greaved Argives against Troy of old. Would his heart and theirs be stout enough? Could he counsel and exhort them to his Nation's glory...