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Word: woodenly (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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...block that seemed just a hopeless heap of rubble, we saw one evening a wisp of smoke curling upwards. We picked our way down a broken flight of steps and knocked at a battered wooden door. A woman opened it and urged us to enter. In a room 12 ft. by 16 ft. we found a minor miracle of family planning. Seven people lived, cooked, ate and slept in this space, whose only privacy was a tiny curtained cubicle behind a big brick Russian stove, on top of which a boy slept at night. The room, a salvaged...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Foreign News: A REPORTER AMONG THE PEOPLE | 4/28/1947 | See Source »

...ours in Mark Twain's day. Remembering Mark Twain made a lot of things suddenly click. For as the Volga is like the Mississippi of his pilot days, so these people living along it are like the free-&-easy, friendly Midwesterners of his books. There were neat, small, wooden houses with Victorian fretwork along the eaves, lace curtains and begonias and geraniums in the windows. The houses and. roads had the same unpainted, unpaved frontier look. The trim wooden fences could have done with Tom Sawyer's or any other system of whitewashing. A lad of about...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Foreign News: A REPORTER AMONG THE PEOPLE | 4/28/1947 | See Source »

Farther along Nankwan a black-gowned merchant, Fan Kuang-kua, and his apple-cheeked wife have a counter full of cigarets, wooden combs, runty potatoes, homespun towels and dust-cloths. Yes, says Fan, the Communists had posted many signs and slogans along this very street. Yes, they had been anti-American-they had said Chiang Kai-shek was trying to sell China to the U.S. What does Fan believe? "I understand little of this," Fan says. "I am just lao pai hsing...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Foreign News: A WALK IN YENAN | 4/21/1947 | See Source »

...meant plenty to many a middle-aged Vallee fan who had crammed into Chicago's Copacabana to hear him sing. Rudy's idea of up-to-date stuff was stale master-of-ceremonies patter and a try at ventriloquism. His routine was as wooden as his dummies (Ezry, Sally Ann and Linoleum). Only when he sang The Stein Song and As Time Goes By in his old nasal way did the crowd stop sitting on its hands...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: As Time Goes By | 4/21/1947 | See Source »

...wooden platform in the west tower of the Mexico City Cathedral, a wizened little man worked a 500-lb. clapper back & forth until the great bell gave tongue. With all the majesty of her 155 years and the strength of her 27,000 pounds, sonorous Santa María de Guadalupe boomed out the first glad tidings of Easter...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: MEXICO: The Bellringer | 4/14/1947 | See Source »

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