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Word: pitting (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1920-1929
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...shall never forget the reddened snowsleds, filled with the hacked bodies, going to the cemetery to desposit their sad burden, in a common pit. They brought the wounded to the hospital? armless and legless men, mutilated babies and young women whose screams became faint as their wounds overcame them...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: FRANCE: Petlura Trial | 11/7/1927 | See Source »

...night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: RADICALS: Chairman Berger | 10/31/1927 | See Source »

Manhattan Mary, he supplies a prospective successor-the Five Step. Mr. White himself momentarily joins the cast to exhibit this gyration, recalling days when he was an humble hoofer** for his now greatest rival, Florenz Ziegfeld. This innovation is second only, in importance, to the appearance in the pit of Mr. Wynn leading the orchestra, in which process his back begins to itch-something that well trained conductors' backs never do. But Mr. Wynn's does, and he scratches...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Theatre: New Plays In Manhattan: Oct. 10, 1927 | 10/10/1927 | See Source »

That the ardent book-worm who mistakes the pits for the subterranean halls of Widener may not be drowned by the accumulated rains of Cambridge, the conduit is drained into a pit back of the New Lecture Hall. Here also is the fork in the tunnel which leads to the Peabody Museum. Traces of all this renovation may be found in sporadic puffs of steam near Memorial Hall and in increased comfort in the altered buildings...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Tradition Falls Before Carpenter and Plasterer in Hollis and Matthews Halls-Yard Is Wrecked by Tunneling Devices | 9/30/1927 | See Source »

...walls were alive with tiny reptiles. Sliding out of their tunnels, they came writhing into the grave and slithered about his feet. Ten, 20, 30, he counted, standing in amaze. It was as if the whole world's tiny agents of decay had suddenly centred on the dusty pit he was making for a dead man. As big as chisels, as little as rusty pins, the hungry red worms swarmed into the grave. At last, terrified, the gravedigger leaped out of the grave, pitched shovelfuls of dirt to bury the worms, then fled, screeching...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miscellany: Sep. 26, 1927 | 9/26/1927 | See Source »

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