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Word: wilted (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1930-1939
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...weather: "My shoes in the wardrobe are wet, my clothes on their hangers wilt, the cough drops melt in the corked bottle, and the envelopes in the desk all seal themselves." Of servants there were five, among them a little native boy, one of whose chief duties was "to stand with his small bare feet apart and whistle fuzzily." Of household pets there were swarms, domestic and wild...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Atlantic Wife | 11/13/1939 | See Source »

...weeks ago. Friends who later stopped into the president's office to wish him well found nothing there but great baskets of flowers. Pacing up & down his cubbyhole next door, President Engel explained: "I can't work around these flowers. I'll move in when they wilt...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: PERSONNEL: Cubbyhole | 4/10/1939 | See Source »

...beyond our control, that has been imposed upon us by authorities that perhaps have not investigated as carefully as should have been investigated the elements that make up not only this lumber industry, but all industry throughout the whole United States. We ask, O Lord, therefore, that Thou wilt be sympathetic with us as we study our problems, and as we come to Thee for guidance, wilt Thou give it to us? In the name of Jesus Christ, Our Lord, we ask it. Amen...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: National Affairs: No Cats | 11/21/1938 | See Source »

...success was entirely due to his father's becoming President. Replies:" Sure, I got into places I never would have if I wasn't the son of the President. . . . But, son or no son, I got tossed out a lot too. Listen, fellow, prospects don't wilt just because you're the son of the President. Try it sometime...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: POLITICAL NOTES: Salesman's Reply | 8/22/1938 | See Source »

...empty stomachs, continues via other bars, where they pick up strange stories of the toxicologist's victims. They get involved with drunks, with the toxicologist's servants, with the wife and child of a man sentenced to life imprisonment on the toxicologist's evidence. Meantime, Wilt reels off his unwritten stories, long since ignoring poor Bernie, who whimpers because Wilt won't stop to eat, because he has been seduced and because he has lost his money. Unfortunately, the comic side of this Walpurgis Night wandering diminishes when Author Boyle endows Wilt with an intuition, inspired...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Flashes of Dementia | 8/8/1938 | See Source »

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