Word: nervously
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...visit at Harvard's International Physiological Congress (TIME, Sept. 2). The psychologists showed the old gentleman great respect. Though they knew of him only at second hand (through the Behaviorists), though he spoke in Russian and in highly technical terms on "A Brief Sketch of the Highest Nervous Activity," they applauded him tremendously before and after he spoke. He said that he felt justified in separating certain reflexes, as food, sex, defense, from the rest of nervous activity...
Maximilian Siegfried Adolf Otto Schmeling, his license to fight where fighting is most lucrative still withheld by the New York State Boxing Commission was "practically a nervous wreck" as he stepped aboard the Hamburg-American liner Albert Ballin, bound for Berlin, his mother and a rest. Warned that unless he soon returned Argentine's Victorio Maria Campolo would replace him as world's champion heavyweight contender, Herr Schmeling scoffed: "Campolo is a one-day fly ... here today and gone tomorrow...
...judge stood on a sawdust-covered dais. "At other tables," said Correspondent Hunt, "students were drinking pale Pilsener beer, as calmly as if they were about to attend a lecture on philosophy." The duelists faced each other, "formal as bride and groom marching to the altar, but far less nervous." Like disciplined gamecocks they stood, a black scarf about each jugular, a pad about each middle. To make the maiming cleanly, each blade was swabbed with antiseptic...
Absent from his august seat was Arthur J. O'Keefe, monster (300 lb.) Mayor of New Orleans. The tribulations of the strike had worn him to a frazzle, threatened him with a nervous breakdown. On "leave of absence" he had gone to his summer home at Bay St. Louis, Miss., 50 miles away, to loll in the warm waters of the Gulf...
...newsgatherers and scientists met at Dr. Steinmetz's invitation in a General Electric laboratory at Schenectady. Curious, they looked at a big generator the little doctor had made. Nervous, most of them looked away again. They knew what they were there for. The doctor was to create an indoor thunderstorm, destroy a miniature village with a million horsepower of artificial lightning. Suppose, thought the spectators, the sardonic-looking wizard should go suddenly mad! Suppose he should turn his electrical fury...