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tum·brel

or tum·bril  (tŭm′brəl)
n.
1. A two-wheeled cart, especially a farmer's cart that can be tilted to dump a load.
2. A crude cart used to carry condemned prisoners to their place of execution, as during the French Revolution.

[Middle English tumberell, from Old French tomberel, from tomber, to fall, perhaps of Germanic origin and akin to English tumble.]

tumbril

A two-wheeled cart used to take condemned prisoners to the guillotine.
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Noun1.tumbril - a farm dumpcart for carrying dungtumbril - a farm dumpcart for carrying dung; carts of this type were used to carry prisoners to the guillotine during the French Revolution
dumpcart - a cart that can be tilted to empty contents without handling
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Then the unhappy girl heard the people moving, the pikes clashing, and a freezing voice saying to her,--"Bohemian wench, on the day when it shall seem good to our lord the king, at the hour of noon, you will be taken in a tumbrel, in your shift, with bare feet, and a rope about your neck, before the grand portal of Notre-Dame, and you will there make an apology with a wax torch of the weight of two pounds in your hand, and thence you will be conducted to the Place de Grève, where you will be hanged and strangled on the town gibbet; and likewise your goat; and you will pay to the official three lions of gold, in reparation of the crimes by you committed and by you confessed, of sorcery and magic, debauchery and murder, upon the person of the Sieur Phoebus de Châteaupers.
He showed him a low-built tumbrel, drawn by two horses, upon which rocked two strong gibbets, bound together, back to back, by chains, whilst an archer, seated upon the cross-beam, suffered, as well as he could, with his head cast down, the comments of a hundred vagabonds, who guessed the destination of the gibbets, and were escorting them to the Hotel de Ville.
The heroism shown in the War of Independence by Martyr Serife Baci, for instance, who carried the ammunition loaded onto tumbrels to Kastamonu under cold winter conditions, and who wrapped her own jersey around the cannon balls in order to ensure that they wouldn't get wet, and Halime Cavus, who left her home and went to carry ammunition notwithstanding the objections of her mother and father, and the spirit in our modern-day hero women, who left their homes and families to pour onto the streets and were martyred fighting against the coup of July 15, all carry the same spirit.
Far commoner was the author who had a single logological interest reiterated in the material he submitted: Walter Shedlofsky's anachuttles, David Stephens' ever-longer palindromes, John Ogden's phrasal anagrams (be the case = beteaches), Kyle Corbin's Scrabble game records, Leonard Ashley's quizzes, John Candelaria's large-number nomenclature, Paul Maxim's analysis of Mallarme for historical allusions, Bob Levinson's Jotto sets (five five-letter words containing 25 different letters), Bill Webster's stories replacing each word by a transposal (hyte nickled tumbrels = they clinked tumblers), Jerry Farrell's word games based on graph-theoretical and combinatorial models from mathematics.
Tahrir tumbrels trump tepid television turnouts with Fidel Castro-length lectures.
I could almost hear the tumbrels whose likely inevitable rattle will be harnessed when the various formalities are completed in due course.
Indeed, the gallows have beckoned on more than a few occasions, with the tumbrels rolling down to Seaview one particularly bleak afternoon back in May 1999.
This is a novel in which the connecting work of the English mail coach, the divisive work of the Marquis' murderous coach, and the answering murderousness of the revolutionary tumbrels on the French side all carry out Dickens' sentimental allegory of the two political cultures.
Summary: No tumbrels have appeared in Paris's Place de la Concorde, but a revolution may be under way in France nonetheless.
Indeed, after finishing Death and Life, we may feel called to load all the suspected "contrivers"--the planners and builders and architects--into tumbrels, cart them to the nearest superblock housing project, and lop off their heads in the middle of its dingy, deserted courtyard, but that would be foolishness.