Word: walked
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Occident today must better exemplify to the Orient the Christianity it professes. It must deal justly, love mercy, and walk humbly with God; it must produce a cleaner journalism, less concerned with details of crime and more with the essence of the Christ-spirit so evident in our philanthropies and in the growth of our service and social conscience in community, state and Nation...
...company of diners plenipotent and distinguished. Foreign Secretary Austen Chamberlain, and the German Ambassador to Britain, Herr Doktor Sthamer, sat next each other and exchanged friendly pledges in a great loving cup. Premier Baldwin, Admiral Lord Beatty, a host of foreign Ambassadors, and many notable Britons from every walk of life, completed the gathering. As usual the banqueters were regaled with speeches of considerable political significance. Since the Foreign Secretary spoke publicly for the first time since his return from Locarno (TIME, Nov. 2), he was well harkened...
...Galilee, it has held apart from the contentions of surgeons and physicians, to interest itself rather in the works of those faith healers who work without stethescopes or education, trying to restore the sick by a touch, telling the crippled to take up their beds and walk...
...Buenos Aires lived a carpenter, and his name was José Vespaciano. He was tall and slender with dark brown eyes and chestnut hair and beard; people who saw him walk the mean streets in his curious, loose robes of white sometimes started, and felt for their beads. He looked like-well, no matter whom- but it was not well to pass a man like that without a sign...
...turned away from the brilliant stage, and strode down a side street into blue shadows. I felt the rolling, uneven footing of brick. A narrow walk it was, and scarce wide enough for two; often I brushed against rough walls. Once when a lamp sent out a swelling yellow glow I saw an ancient house, primly white, with great green shutters bent forward a little, standing in silence as if listening to ghostly voices and the clump of buckled shoes, now so long silent...