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Word: swamp (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1920-1929
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...warning went unheeded, his bicycle was stolen, his ship left without him, his girl was kidnapped. Searching for a short cut to town, he wandered into a swamp, was bitten by a deadly stingray; into a smugglers' camp, was befriended ; into a native train guard, was jailed, far inland. He escaped from jail, hatless, bootless, penniless; cleaned up a barroom with his good right fist (the jacket design), set out to walk to Los Agostino, 110 miles away across the Sierras, to get news of his ship, of his lady. Fierce and famishing he s journed to the wilderness. Over...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Hard Socker* | 12/8/1924 | See Source »

...francs (more than half the French budgetary appropriations) to carry the internal debt. The external debt is not as yet being cared for; but were the Government to attempt to meet its interest obligations on foreign debts, the total charges on internal and external indebtedness would swamp the 23,000,000,000 franc budget for this year...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Foreign News: National Debt | 6/30/1924 | See Source »

...high prices in recent years for furs, especially for muskrat, have resulted in a steady increase in the value of swamp land in many parts of the U. S. and in the rise of the new business of muskrat farming...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Business:Swamps, Muskrats | 6/9/1924 | See Source »

...years ago the muskrat was often considered a worthless pest Dy farmers. Their skins brought as little as 25 cents apiece, and the swampy land in which they live was looked upon as valueless and unproductive. Today, muskrat fur is in constant demand at good prices and some muskrat swamps are now worth far more than nearby arable soil. In proportion as irrigation projects are reducing the swamp area of the country, both the muskrat and his habitat are gaining steadily in value...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Business:Swamps, Muskrats | 6/9/1924 | See Source »

Several months ago, a party set out for the interior of the Darien peninsula, once more bent on the ancient quest. For days and weeks they remained buried in a wilderness of swamp and jungle grass, with nothing to connect them to civilization but a small wireless outfit and the monotonously regular stretcher parties that bore their muttering burdens back to the hospital at Colon. Yesterday, however, came a radiogram. The leader of the expedition reported that of the eleven original members, three were still left in the party; they intended to continue their march in the morning...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: THE BRIGHT EYES OF DANGER | 6/3/1924 | See Source »

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