Word: twelfths
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...that she was herself immaculately conceived.? Early theologians, while maintaining the freedom of Mary from earthly sin, held that she was born like all mortals with the taint of the original sin. How else, they argued, could she have been redeemed by Christ? From her third to her twelfth year (according to the same source) Mary dwelt in the temple; when she became of nubile age, Joseph was chosen from the widowers of Israel by divine token, to be her guardian. Later, the annunciation took place; when Mary's pregnancy was discovered, she and Joseph were brought before...
...memorial represents a dead Crusader, such as those who went from Cambridge, England, in the twelfth Century and gave their lives for an ideal, lying upon a cross with his head pillowed in a woman's lap. According to the traditional position of the feet of the Crusader he was one of those who never reached Jerusalem, those who did so being traditionally represented with their feet crossed. The woman may typify Alma Mater as well as those women who gave their best to a great cause and made their lonely grief their glory. The two figures symbolize mutual sacrifice...
...contests. Sharkey, younger, 20 pounds heavier, was favored to win over the scheduled 15 rounds. McTigue stood toe to toe with his youthful opponent, traded blows for eleven rounds, closed one of Sharkey's eyes, cut his lip with sharp left jabs. As the gong rang for the twelfth round McTigue seemed in a fair way to triumph...
...start of the twelfth however, Sharkey darted from his corner, shot his right fist to McTigue's jaw with spectacular results. A fountain of blood spurted from the Irishman's mouth continued to spurt. Both fighters were soon smeared from head to heel with Celtic gore. Spectators, bloodthirsty of nature, were visibly relieved when Referee McPartland stopped the fight, giving Sharkey credit for a technical knockout...
Half a million people. Fat Tuesday. Negroes leading mule-drawn floats. Descendants of Acadians munching tac-tac (pop corn), beignets (doughnuts). Prankish youths in cowboy costumes smacking maidens on their fulsome, laughing lips. Public feasts. Electric bulbs. Bacchanalia Motorcycle policemen. Passenger agents. Twelfth Night Revelers. Heebie-Jeebies. Comus, Momus, Mystics. Proteus. More floats. Bourbon Street bounders. Swirling crowds tumbling over one another like waves as they surge through the streets, seeking favors from the nobility aboard the floats. Torches. Band music. "No Parking Along Parade Route." Revelry. Bootleggers. Streaming champagne bottles. Girls. Fat Tuesday. The mystery of night...