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Word: gutters (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1880-1889
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...other French writers from Zola to Daudet, the American realist and Tolstoi, which latter, after a pun on the word art, he proceeds to magnify at the expense of Daudet and Zola and Miss Austen. Because much of the experience of Zola and his contemporaries is of the gutter, much of their writing smacks of the slum, but is it the less true on that account? Because Miss Austen follows her creations with the minuteness and relentlessness of providence, is she necessarily false? It has been said that only one language can be thoroughly mastered...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The "Advocate" | 2/26/1887 | See Source »

...campus to fight for the possession of the bowl, which was soon forced over the fence into the middle of Thirty-fourth street, where the sophomores made a determined stand. Here neither side had the advantage, and in the scrimmage every contestant had his turn wallowing in the gutter and the filthy mud of the street...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: STUDENTS AND POLICEMEN. | 2/5/1884 | See Source »

...great endowed schools, colleges, and universities and the places for the instruction of the poor was as wide as that between Lazarus and Dives. Huxley had said that no system of public education was worthy the name unless it created a great educational ladder, with one end in the gutter and the other in the university...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: UNIVERSITY ENDOWMENT. | 1/21/1884 | See Source »

Together with "too utterly gutter," "quite too awfully all butter," etc., we find as the definition of actuality, "the thingness of here...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: No Headline | 1/9/1882 | See Source »

This gentleman, on hearing my question, assumed a very judicial air, and for a time spake nothing. Not a spear of his untrimmed red hair, curled up at the extremities like a roof-gutter, trembled. Indeed, I grew impatient of his long delay, when suddenly I discovered that his lips had been moving, and he had in fact just come to the end of a sentence, expressing his opinion. I began to think that if silence was golden, speech must also be golden, since they were so nearly indistinguishable...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: MY CLOTHES. | 12/9/1881 | See Source »

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