Word: thinly
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...stationed. There we stood. An army of boys and young men. . . . An army of peace, an army of hundreds of different nationalities. Swedish Americans, English, Wops, Hunkies, Polocks,' Jews. Rich men's sons, poor men's sons, working side by side, digging, planting, grubbing. Fat boys, thin boys, tall boys, short boys, handsome boys with curly hair, ugly lads with straight and greasy locks. Boys with spectacles, men dressed in warm, snug clothes. Men dressed in torn and ragged sweaters and trousers. Ex-clerks, ex-newsboys, ex-factory workers, ex-jobbers. I quote from this...
...love of politicians for the flag, the home, motherhood and other sanctified institutions has been a favorite theme of U. S. satirists since Lowell wrote The Biglow Papers. That this particular vein of fun has run thin became apparent last week with the publication of a ponderously humorous volume, patterned on Machiavelli's The Prince, purporting to bring to aspiring officeseekers the same quality of sagacious instruction, supported by instances drawn from practical politics, that the cynical Italian gave to the despots of his day. A tedious book, overlong, repetitious, The Politician contains a few hilarious examples of Fourth...
...Manhattan, gaunt, long-faced Edith Hanson, 39, casually drank five free bottles of beer and borrowed $10 from Delicatessen Owners Robert Wolf and Alfred Wolitsky in the course of ordering 125 corned beef sandwiches, 50 liverwurst sandwiches ("peeled"), 75 limburger sandwiches ("smeared thin"), 150 turkey sandwiches (white meat) to be delivered within six hours to Welfare Island's hospital prison, as well as a standing weekly order of 350 shrimp salads and 600 coleslaw salads. Delicatesseners Wolf and Wolitsky, their suspicions aroused on the ground that "sick people don't eat coleslaw," investigated, discovered that Miss Hanson...
Sergeant Jurney looked dubiously at his deputies, at the newshawks. "There's a whole crowd in there," he mused undecidedly. Less squeamish, the newshawks put their ears to the door, listened hopefully. Then the door opened and everybody gaped. Out slid thin, hollow-cheeked Presidential Secretary Marvin Mclntyre, followed by Assistant Secretary of the Treasury Lawrence Wood ("Chip") Robert Jr., followed by Amon Carter, Democratic "angel," publisher of the Fort Worth Star-Telegram...
Small, dangerously thin Bandster Harry...