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Word: narrower (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1870-1879
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...there's no use in denying it, we are cliquish; even Doggy can't prove the contrary, though he says there's no reason why Quiet, whom no one ever notices, should n't enjoy college; and we have a great many cliques, and very narrow ones. In each class there are one or two swell cliques, devoted to lawn-tennis and clothes; an athletic set, who spend hours in exercise of various sorts, and the rest of their time in feeling each other's muscles, and reading the "Spirit of the Times"; a studious crowd, to which...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: COLLEGE FRIENDSHIP. | 12/6/1878 | See Source »

Christ and the Church. Their church, whose narrow door...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: HARVARD. | 4/5/1878 | See Source »

...night and day, in which to record every brilliant thought, and whenever he has filled a dozen pages in this way he selects a title at random, and publishes them as a new essay. Smith was following, in a measure, this plan. Every incident in the barn-yard, every narrow escape from a mowing-machine, was booked for future use. Such is the devotion to art which every literary man feels...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: THE LIFE AND WRITINGS OF JEREMIAH SMITH. | 3/8/1878 | See Source »

...have even heard it proposed that every man should provide his own chair, - a plan which certainly would make a novel and interesting recitation-room ; for if there is one thing on which every man has certain pet ideas it is an easy-chair. Perhaps, however, long narrow tables and plain cane-seated or wooden arm-chairs would be the most acceptable in recitation-rooms. For lecture-rooms such seats as are now in use at the Botanical Garden are probably most popular...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: SUGGESTIONS FOR SEVER HALL. | 2/8/1878 | See Source »

...this was all I learned of my aunt's views, for just at this point she discovered that I had driven by the cross-road where we should have turned. There was nothing to be done but to turn around. The road was narrow, and I had to back. The gray old patriarch, in attempting the reverse motion, could not manage his huge feet, tripped, sat on his haunches a moment dejectedly, then helplessly rolled over on his side, drew a long breath, closed his eyes, and lay motionless...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: MY AUNTS VIEWS. | 12/20/1877 | See Source »

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