Word: throwed
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...occasion, Mossadegh announced that he would throw himself out the window. The captain of the guard walked to the nearest window and opened it. "I have an order against bringing your friends here," said the captain, "but I have no order against your jumping out of the window." Two hours later the captain came back; his prisoner had left his bed and was sitting sulkily on a chair in a corner far from the window...
Lest you give the impression that there is any "Scotchness" about the Irish, I should like to point out for the record as an Irishman who traveled on the Dublin-Belfast train that the custom is to throw a raol into the Boyne when passing and not a meager penny as you said...
...18th hour, "my back is stiff; my shoulders ache; my face burns; my eyes smart ... All I want in life is to throw myself down flat, stretch out . . ." He pushes his eyes open with his thumbs. Daylight comes, but in the 24th hour, Lindbergh has to strike his face and arms viciously and stamp his feet to keep awake. Over and over again he does his navigation chores: ". . . And 12 make 23. Twenty-three-what do I want with 23?" But even in a semi-stupor, he does his chores right. In the 27th hour, he joyously sights some fishing...
...Life for everyone at Camp Perry, by noisy day and quiet night, was a pleasant summer bivouac. They slept on cots in Perry's concrete-floored hutments (billeting: $1 a day), ate cafeteria-style in a big mess hall, stole off to the beach, a stone's throw from the steady fusillade. Off the range, they talked trigger-happily of their guns...
...radio's oldest daytime serial,* but, if only for its title, it has often been taken as the epitome of the "kind of sandwich" once described by James Thurber: "Between thick slices of advertising, spread twelve minutes of dialogue, add predicament, villainy and female suffering in equal measure, throw in a dash of nobility, sprinkle with tears, season with organ music, cover with a rich announcer sauce, and serve five times a week." Actually, Elsie Beebe ranges less frequently over the tearstained world of suffering women than many of its kind, prides itself on its philosophic asides...