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Word: thinly (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1880-1889
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PERHAPS you saw him with me in the Yard last week, - a long, thin man dressed in black, with a capacious white felt hat resting soberly on his straight black hair, smooth face, and age anywhere from forty-five to sixty? No, you did n't see him? Well, he looked every inch (and he is some seventy-seven inches high) exactly what he is, the leading deacon of the Smithfield Centre Orthodox Church; one of the bluest of the blue, and a most unrelenting enemy of card-playing, horse-racing, dancing, and the theatre. I trembled...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: MY UNCLE LUTHER. | 5/7/1880 | See Source »

...calamities and throw them down in one heap. Holmes Field was chosen for the purpose. I took my stand in the centre, and saw with a great deal of pleasure the whole College marching, one after another, and laying down their several loads. There was a certain lady, of thin, airy shape, who seemed to have the management of the solemnity. She held a book in her hand, and I guessed her name from the warning that was painted on her forehead...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: TRIALS OF COLLEGE LIFE. | 3/19/1880 | See Source »

There are professors and professors. Some are young, some old, some tall, and some thin. Then, too, there are some who stand midway between these extremes. But of all, the young professor is the most worthy of study. He is not so learned, perhaps, as his elder fellow-workers, but he generally appears more so. Indeed, in his own estimation there never was any one quite so erudite as himself. He can correct Homer's Greek, or pick a flaw in Newton's mathematics. He is, in his small way, a living dictionary, and as versatile as a trained poodle...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: THE LAW AND THE PROPHETS | 3/5/1880 | See Source »

That violin so small and thin...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: SOCIETY TROPHIES. | 2/20/1880 | See Source »

...twenty," said Chaucer, shoving his chips out. The chips were made of slabs of doughnut from the kitchen, cut thin, and beautifully polished to look like ivory. Epaminondas went him twenty better, and they continued to pile up chips in a dreadfully reckless manner, until there were doughnuts enough on the table to have killed all the ostriches between Cairo and Capetown...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: THE HALL OF MEMORIES. | 2/20/1880 | See Source »

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