Word: trodden
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...typical t.b. girl, reported Miss Nicholson "is not the girl who gads about drinking, smoking, and concentrating on wild parties until the small hours of the morning. She is not a diet faddist, nor does she overstrain herself in athletics. Neither is she a down-trodden factory worker from the slums. She is apt to be the third in a family of five children, one of whom died fairly young. Her father is engaged in some form of manufacturing or mechanical industry and her mother does not work outside the home. The family's income is in the neighborhood...
...From that time until the present the family name has figured body in the record of Massachusetts accomplishments in science, industry, piety and learning. Lowells have not, as in the verse, been confined only to conversation with divinity; they have companioned the best intellects of their generations and have trodden the highroads of life...
POLICE PLAYBOYS White, l.f. p., Mitchell Casey, 2b. c., Wright Trodden, 3b. 1b., Paul Bateman, p. 2b., Smith Buchanan, s.s. 3b., Field McCarthy, 1b. s.s., Kinnicutt Coffey, c. l.f., Weekes Grady, c.f. c.f., Heeren McManus, r.f. r.f., Choate...
Carefully Briton Brailsford described the system of parallel government in Bombay, whereby members of the Indian National Congress themselves marshal and police their demonstrations. He reported that the Gandhiwomen who picket shops selling British goods, and who fling themselves down to be trodden on by any Indian determined to enter, will stand aside for occidental shoppers. "The shopkeepers themselves signed a requisition to the effect that they made no complaint against this peaceful picketing, and for a time there were few arrests...
...white cells: untrodden, untouched, and pure, oh pure beyond all conception of purity. Imagine by contrast with it the honeycomb house of a long-used mind, the mind of one past middle-age, and you will realize how pure and white and glistening and untouched it is. Imagine the trodden, trampled, often miry footpaths, (no, thought-paths) of a long-used mind, pitted with grievances, scarred with ugliness, cumbered with useless lumber, strewn with outworn hopes, clouded with disappointments and with sorrows, rusty with neglected opportunities, creaking with dismal hopeless habits. And then imagine the little lustrous honeycomb of cells...