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Word: locks (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1880-1880
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...YALE lock has been put on the door of the new Reading-Room. None but members of the Union can receive keys, for which a small deposit will have to be made, to be returned on the delivery...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: BREVITIES. | 10/29/1880 | See Source »

...some sort of craft or other, and the picturesque costumes of members of the different boat-clubs add much to the effect. The crews pull down to Abingdon or farther; the less energetic row slowly, or paddle down to Iffley only, or perhaps go on through the lock to Sandford, take their shandigaff there, and then turn back; or else, taking a boat above the bridge, they row up to the charming little inn at Godstow, and come back with the stream. The lazier content themselves with punting up the Cherwell to a shady place, fastening their boats...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: BOATING AT OXFORD. | 5/21/1880 | See Source »

...editorial board of - oh! we forgot, - well, he had a little "fl-f-lock all alone by himself," and decided on one of the advertising suits, with placards in front and behind, a crimson ribbon on the hat, with Harvard College woven in, in white letters...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: RIBBONS. | 5/21/1880 | See Source »

...laid my head upon the block. Not even then was I awed by the moment. I felt my pulse. It was beating regularly and firmly. With my hand I held up a lock of hair at the back of my neck, so that the blow might be a clean one; and then I waited...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: ? | 4/23/1880 | See Source »

...position was uncomfortable. My arm ached from holding up the lock of hair. I moved slightly. Then I grew impatient. I arose and stretched myself, as though I had just awaked from a deep sleep. I descended from the platform. The people made way for me as I passed. I was not decided what to do. I felt provoked that I had been kept so long. I walked slowly on, past my familiar haunts. Some children that were playing in the street turned at hearing my step. On seeing me they screamed and rushed away. I was grieved...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: ? | 4/23/1880 | See Source »

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