Word: ashe
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...They hired another fine little woman in my county, the wife of a professional man who needed not the position, and paid her $127.50 per month to teach the good old country housewives out in the hills how to make soap-and God knows she had never seen an ash hopper in her life! In two other counties in my district the New Dealers have employed three men, Government agents at good salaries, to roam over the hills in Wright and Howell Counties hunting for Indian mounds. After several weeks' search I asked if any mounds had been found...
...Thomas Benton is the most virile of U. S. painters of the U. S. Scene the honor of being a pioneer in the movement belongs to Charles Ephraim Burchfield, 41. a tailor's son from Ash tabula Harbor, Ohio. In his childhood Burchfield found nothing so fascinating as tumble-down houses, freight trains, railroad tracks. Today most up-to-date museums have Burchfields.. Not so spectacular a draughtsman as Benton, Burchfield manages to invest his paintings with a calm if somewhat dismal dignity and an exceptionally acute feeling for light and space. He lives in an eight-room frame...
...manipulated by a row of dials outside. The shaft hangs over a pile of hard candies. With a little money and a lot of skill a player can so jiggle the dials that the claws will fish out of the candy a lady's compact or a silver ash tray...
Today the palace where the Constitutions were declared is a moldering, overgrown ruin on private land near Salisbury. Dr. Tancred Borenius of London's University College, eminent Finnish-born scholar, diplomat and dendrologist, has been cutting away the ash trees, clearing out wagonloads of earth. Laid bare were parts of the great hall, two enormous kitchens, some state apartments, eating and drinking vessels from which irascible King Henry and his court feasted...
Though there are few older situations than this, Miss Bankhead manages to get through the moraturi te salutamus business with a minimum of fustian. She nervously stabs cigarets into ash trays, gasps, whispers in the approved manner of the Green Hat school of acting. With but two months left to live, she finds that dissipation is not a proper preparation for meeting her Maker, goes to Dr. Steele in Vermont. Here, before Death overtakes her, Miss Bankhead runs the other gamut of her talent, bouncing around on furniture, puffing out her cheeks in gay girlishness...