Word: sweats
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...this is by way of extreme optimism. It is an open question whether it is at all valuable to the world to sweat that it may have the best that universal education and popular government have to offer. To many that best is a level of mediocrity; a level, moreover, to which brilliance must lower itself that dullness may prosper. These skeptics have their plausable case. Yet it may truly be said that society is confronted with a condition and not a theory. Democracy is in vogue; universal education in full swing. The improvements to be made must begin with...
...clean" baby. He felt the lump. The infant screamed. Contusion? There was no sign of bruising. Caput succedaneum, the deep bruising of the scalp layer immediately next to the bony skull? Probably not. Inflammation or abscess of the scalp? No. There were no signs of erysipelas, wounds, boils, suppurating sweat glands, and very little likelihood of any decay of a bone in the skull. Encephalocele, a tumor formed by the sticking out through the soft infantile skull of the membranes of the brain, with brain matter and cerebrospinal fluid? No. This bump was too firm. Meningocele, a tumor containing...
...into a taxi, leaped out again at the Seventh Regiment Armory, where he plunged into a dense crowd of humanity and was seen no more, until he emerged in tennis costume on a brilliantly illuminated court surrounded by a crowd. There, for three hours, pausing sometimes to wipe honest sweat and perhaps a few remaining traces of grease paint from his face, he labored to vanquish with sizzling drive and cannonading serve, a bounding little Basque called Jean Borotra. Eventually he did so, 6-4, 8-10, 11-13, 6-1, 6-3, thus atoning somewhat for the drubbing Borotra...
...over a six-mile trail for the hill-and-dale intercollegiate championship of the East. All the way the rangy man (James Loucks, Syracuse) had been pressing the runner in crimson (Willard L. Tibbets, Harvard). But now, as he turned his head, Tibbets saw Loucks blow a bead of sweat from the end of his nose, lift his chin and drink a great gulp of air. Yes, in another moment Loucks would sprint. Tibbets could see the finish, the crowd around the tape. It was just too far away; if he let himself out now, he could not make...
Gillet & Johnson, bell founders, had cast the great carillon in Croyden, England, to the order of Mr. Rockefeller, who designed it as a memorial to his mother, There is no tawdry arrangement for electrical ringing. The carilloneur must strike every note by a pull on the keyboard lever. Sweat poured from Mr. Breess's forehead as the seemingly effortless notes tripped out of the tower and careered away into the bright morning: "Abide with Me," Schuman's "Traumerei," "Hark, Hark, My Soul," "Song Without Words." He was proud for he played the greatest carillon in the world...