Word: sureness
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...working classes will suffer, but we are sure all classes will support the Government. Italy is primarily a nation of the middle classes, which must be taken care of first, even though the richer classes and the proletariat suffer...
...were jerked into eternity, after farcical legal proceedings, because they were suspected of attempting to form a new party in opposition to President Kemal. He, knowing well the mettle of these opponents who had successfully overthrown "Abdul the Damned," resorted to the only sure curb for Turkish intrigants-the noose...
...chimney pots. Through the lanes of Duddleston fled a yokel in a nightshirt screaming, "The end of the world has come!" In Hereford, the town clock struck thrice though it was really five o'clock. At Stratford-on-Avon, U. S. tourists clutched their passports and pocketbooks; the "sure and firm set earth" was trembling violently with the roar of an express train. It was Britain's third temblor in a month, the severest in 30 years, part of a series indicating that for the first time in history Britain was in an active earthquake zone. Vesuvius. Home...
...them fell down. To the man left standing the bartender handed the the wad. Thus were championship prize fights arranged, conducted, once upon a time. And now for many weeks the premonitory rumbles of a new fight have muttered through the land. All very courteous, to be sure. The party of the first part, William Harrison ("Jack") Dempsey, the party of the second part, James J. Tunney, and around them a whirl of rumors, complaints, offers, conjectures, and lawsuits. Was Dempsey eligible to fight Tunney before he had fought black Harry Wills? The New York State Boxing Commission thought...
...Everyman lyveth so after his owne pleasure, And yet of theyr lyfe they be nothynge sure. . . ." The Cardinal Archbishop, settling his dalmatic more comfortably, arranged himself to listen, his small brown face screwed into a mask of naive anticipation. Nobody else moved. Behind him the burgesses of Salzburg listened respectfully; his Abbot sat upon his right; in front of him his four sturdy bastards awaited God's next word in a glitter of green and silver buckram. That was in the year . . . Nothing much had changed. Once more sunset powdered with golden dust the Cathedral Square of Salzburg; once...