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Word: swellings (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Army Basic Training, Navy Basic Training and three advanced Army courses swell to a total of eight the number of schools which may be assigned to Harvard. Already announced have been engineers, Quartermaster Corps, and Navigation...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: ARMY COLLEGE PROGRAMS SET | 3/4/1943 | See Source »

...empty warm nest between the sheets. His heavy head sank into the soft pillow, and lying there, he opened his eyes and stared mistily at the ceiling. "Still going in circles," he muttered half-aloud. "That party last night . . . where on earth is Lechmere? But it was swell . . . gee, she was swell . . . still reeling from that party last night. Oh . . ." And his voice trailed...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: THE VAGABOND | 2/17/1943 | See Source »

...Then she would sit on signal (too far away to hear), and on the "come" signal fly to me. When she was still 50 feet away I'd signal "down," and she'd drop flat, skidding on her little stomach, and really it made your heart swell to see her. The Colonel reviewed us and I worked Delia as a solo demonstration and she won top honors. . . . She knew it too, and was so proud heeling at my side and prancing like a high-spirited horse. Yesterday was her final test in defense and attack. She thought...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, Feb. 15, 1943 | 2/15/1943 | See Source »

...heard Davision this summer, his remarkable trumpet-playing needs no recommendation. At the time, however, he was overshadowed by Pee Wee Russell's name, though not by his playing. Now you can listen to five really great jazzmen whose names mean nothing to most people, and hear some swell music without regard to reputation...

Author: By Eugene Benyas, | Title: SWING | 2/15/1943 | See Source »

...swept through behind you, fond Inch, swell-chested and sure. They doubted at first, but you never let us flounder, Inch. Swirl of summer heat, of lowly monetary battles, of drafting blue prints, of slowly rising waves, and the gay, milling mob mounting the crest of the stone-rimmed hill. You took us to the gods that were friends, with more yes and less no. The four of us, you with us, Inch, held fast to the heritages the banal would storm and rip open...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Wrong Font | 2/1/1943 | See Source »

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