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He was dead on arrival at Hosmat Hospital, hospital officials said that no doctors were requested to be at the ground during the Federation Cup match, " At no time, was the hospital requested to provide doctors, and no agreement or contract for doctors was made.
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Her face was very thin, and burned by the sun until much of the skin was dead and peeling, the new skin under it red and angry.
The sentry was not dead.
Out in front of our walls the grass was covered with dead and dying men, war shields, lances, blankets and wounded and dead horses.
He was dead before he hit the ground.
The water was there, so much of it that it spread all through the dead orchard.
Maybe Lou was only unconscious, but right then I thought he must be dead.
Present at the scene -- in addition to the dead man, who was indeed Louis Thor -- had been Thor's partner Bill Blake, and Antony Rose, an advertising agency executive who handled the zing account.
Within seconds the big barn was blasted into smoking splinters, with every outlaw either dead or injured inside.
To Tilghman the incident was just one of a long list of hair-raising, smash-'em-down adventures on the side of the law which started in 1872 when he was only eighteen years old, and did not end till fifty years later when he was shot dead after warning a drunk to be quiet.
A few months ago it was a fairly typical landlord who in the dead of night lugged me up a mountainside to drink from a spring famous in the neighborhood for its clarity and flavor.
Mr. Justice Taney's Dred Scott decision in 1857 was unpopular in the North, and soon became a dead letter.
And in a few minutes Papa was dead.
Nogaret is hardly an impartial witness, and even he did not make his charges against Boniface until the latter was dead, but there is some truth in what he said and more in what he did not say.
Her mother, now dead, was my good friend and when she came to tell us about her plans and to show off her ring I had a sobering wish to say something meaningful to her, something her mother would wish said.
For the old preacher who had been there twenty-five years was dead, and the city mourned him.
He was trembling, a strange feeling upon him, fully expecting some catastrophe to strike him dead on the spot.
Under the trees, there was a dead redcoat, a young boy with a pasty white skin and a face full of pimples, who had taken a rifle ball directly between the eyes.
It was the kind of frame that is only put around the photograph of a dead person.
her son was dead.
Even though he would later be resurrected, he was at this moment dead indeed, the expression on his face reflecting what he had gone through on the cross.
He then draped him over the rough stand, explained that he was supposed to be recently dead, and was being held on his mother's lap.
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He was thinking of Rittenhouse and how he had left him there, to rock to death on the porch of the Splendide.
The Gap looming before him -- the place where had confronted Jack English on that day so many years ago -- was his exit from all that had meaning to him.
Someone evidently was on duty there.
Then he was on his way at a gallop.
The bullet had torn through the flesh just above the knee, inflicting an ugly gash that was forming a pool of blood on the floor.
Mike tested the leg and found that he was able to hobble around on it.
Then he went on to the Cheyennes and told them that the Sioux was goin' to move up.
In the brief moment I had to talk to them before I took my post on the ring of defenses, I indicated I was sickened by the methods men employed to live and trade on the river.
What else he said was lost in the rattle of gunfire on all sides.
He grabbed her by the shoulders and went down on one knee, taking her weight so that some of the wind was driven out of him.
He got up slowly, and she was already on her feet, and he stood facing her.
On a shelf in the office behind the counter was a small radio dialed permanently on a station which broadcast only vulgar commercials and cheap popular music.
Once, pressing him, I learned that his job was only part-time, in the afternoons when nothing went on in the hall.
This desire, I went on, growing voluble as my conviction was aroused, had mounted at such a rate recently that I now found its realization necessary not only to my physical but also to my spiritual wellbeing.
It was to him that Barton had sent Carl Dill on Dill's release from the prison.
When they reached their neighbor's house, Pamela said a few polite words to Grace and kissed Melissa lightly on the forehead, the impulse prompted by a stray thought -- of the type to which she was frequently subject these days -- that they might never see one another again.
He had to depend on himself, since he was invariably miles and hours away from others.
He'd started a fire and put coffee on, and now was busy at the work board of his chuck wagon.
He'd put on his old brown corduroy coat and it was already soaked.
He was puffing on a cigar, and he was turning up his coat collar against the rain.
No man laid a hand on him, but the threat of violence was there.
I found a trooper once the Apache had spread-eagled on an ant hill, and another time we ran across some teamsters they'd caught, tied upside down on their own wagon wheels over little fires until their brains was exploded right out o' their skulls.
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