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was and first
But her prettiness was what he had noticed first, and all the other things had come afterward: cruelty, meanness, self-will.
There was an artificial lake just out of sight in the first stand of trees, fed by a half dozen springs that popped out of the ground above the hillside orchard.
The first part of the road was steep, but it leveled off after the second bend and curled gradually into the valley.
No one was behind it, but in the rear wall of the office I noticed, for the first time, a door which had been left partially open.
The herd was watered and then thrown onto a broad grass flat which was to be the first night's bedground.
Once again, Tom Horn was the first and most likely suspect, and he was brought in for questioning immediately.
For Matilda, it was the first she had known in many a night.
Even the knowledge that she was losing another boy, as a mother always does when a marriage is made, did not prevent her from having the first carefree, dreamless sleep that she had known since they dropped down the canyon and into Bear Valley, way, way back there when they were crossing those other mountains.
Stevens was grunting over the last empty pocket when Russ abruptly rose and lunged toward Carmer's hat, which had tumbled half-a-dozen feet away when he first fell.
The Indian's arm whipped sidewise -- there was a flash of amber and froth, the crash of the bottle shattering against the side of the first car.
It was her first smile.
At first, I thought he was out of his head, talking wildly like this.
Hell, I gave him the first decent job he ever had, six, seven -- how many years ago was it, Rob ''??
Miss Langford ( her first name was Evelyn ) was an attractive girl.
School began in August, the hottest part of the year, and for the first few days Miss Langford was very lenient with the children, letting them play a lot and the new ones sort of get acquainted with one another.
It was just as well that the ignorant Dandy enjoyed himself to the hilt that first evening, for the room was to become his prison cell.
`` Bastards '', he would say, `` all I did was put a beat to that Vivaldi stuff, and the first chair clobbered me ''!!
In 1961 the first important legislative victory of the Kennedy Administration came when the principle of national responsibility for local economic distress won out over a `` state's-responsibility '' proposal -- provision was made for payment for unemployment relief by nation-wide taxation rather than by a levy only on those states afflicted with manpower surplus.
The first systematic thinking about this Pandora's box within Pandora's boxes was done four years ago by Fred Ikle, a frail, meek-mannered Swiss-born sociologist.
The smell at first was more surprising than unpleasant.
His collaboration with Washington, begun when he was the general's aide during the Revolution, was resumed when he entered the first Cabinet as Secretary of the Treasury.

was and used
It was a trick they used to try and conceal their identity when they followed trucks to check their speed.
There was a shattering, cracking sound as the concrete started to buckle, the air filled with dust and flying debris, and everyone in the room -- men and women hit the floor and used the desks as turtlebacks, as ordered.
He went to Key West every fall and winter and was the only man in town who did not know that his title of `` Commodore '' was never used without irony.
He said, lapsing into the profanity he often used when away from his parents and especially when he was with Charles.
The last point was soon to be included in the `` seditious '' remarks used against him in Parliament.
The governor was not used to having his integrity questioned, and he promptly passed the charges on to Woodruff, demanding that Woodruff answer them.
His accomplishments, and the fact that he was resident, did much to offset the unkind words travelers used to describe Little Rock after a visit there.
It was going to be hard going all the way because he hadn't written seriously for a while, except for a few stories, was tired of the old method of realismo he had so successfully used in The Sky Is Red.
Gloria ( surname: Ziraldo ), circa 30, who was born in Italy and once did `` chorus work '' in Toronto, has been around longer than most of the others, wistfully remembers the old days when `` we used to get the seamen from the ships, you know, with big turtleneck sweaters and handkerchiefs and all.
This, of course, was the sort of thing that used to take place in Southern cities -- putting white houses of prostitution with colored girls in colored neighborhoods and carrying them on openly.
It was a word he was proud of, a word that meant much to him, and he used it with great pleasure, almost as if it were an exclusive possession, and more: he sensed himself to be very highly educated, four cuts above any of the folks back home.
He had ridden hard from Boston, and he was not used to horseback.
It was just me and Eileen getting drunk together like we used to in the old days, and me staring at her across the table crazy to get my hands on her partly because I wanted to wring her neck because she was so ornery but mostly because she was so wonderful to touch.
Bicycle gear-sets he had once used as the basis of the design for the Camden Cycly Company plant hung on a rope in one corner, and over his desk, next to several old and dusty hats, was a clean pair of roller skates which he occasionally used up and down in front of his house.
A wall-stabilized high-current arc source was constructed and used to study transition probabilities of atomic hydrogen and oxygen.
It was determined that the hours of sunrise and sunset, respectively, should be used for this purpose.
When he showed this model as his `` solution '' as to how the Howe sewing machine operated, he was told he was `` wrong '', and discovered to his amazement that the Howe Machine, which was unknown to him in detail, used two threads while the one that he had perfected used only one.

was and on
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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