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Word: thrusting (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Victoria, inching along in the soupy mist toward Bermuda, heard the bedlam of fog warnings, the fierce, hoarse blasts of a whistle which seemed altogether too near. Then the prow of the Clyde liner Algonquin, outbound for Galveston, loomed out of the murk and buried itself with a mountainous thrust in the port side of the Fort Victoria...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: National Affairs: All Hands Saved | 12/30/1929 | See Source »

...Angeles one Gregory Woodford sat with his friend J. A. Pursley in a seventh story hotel window, telling a joke. At the climax Woodford gave Pursley a thrust in the ribs. Both rollicked with laughter, fell out of the window, were killed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miscellany: Dec. 23, 1929 | 12/23/1929 | See Source »

...such a challenge M. de Casagnac, himself no mean swordsman, said: "M. Clemenceau is probably the greatest swordsman in the world. He is also lefthanded, which gives him a tremendous advantage. Then, too, he is a skilled surgeon, who knows just how and where to give the most deadly thrust...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Foreign News: Clemenceau | 12/2/1929 | See Source »

...only 114 miles away. While the last nine relay runners panted and held their flaming torches high, King Albert laid a huge wreath of purifying chrysanthemums around the polluted orifice. Then with a loud S-s-s-s-s the gas was turned full on. Simultaneously the runners thrust their torches into it "as a symbol of purification and reparation." Flash!-and once more Belgium had a Sacred Flame...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: BELGIUM: S-s-s-s-s-s | 11/25/1929 | See Source »

...Salvation Army hopefully beats its tambourines in the faces of prosperous looking passers by. Pious friends and drunken companions are all carried along in the careless hurry. Insistent boys thrust score cards into the hands of smiling girls. And the almost endless cry with the rythm of innumerable feet, "Get your favorite colors here,--souvenir of the game--." And so the curtain rises once again...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: OVERTURE | 11/23/1929 | See Source »

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