Word: bays
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...with membership in no mutual-admiration societies. His cerebral inheritance is from the stock that bred Chief Justice John Marshall of Virginia. He acquired a scientific background at Johns Hopkins. His breadth of literary background is suggested by a monster, high-ceilinged library in his big airy house on Bay St. Louis, far across the bayous on the Mississippi coast. Just as Louisiana is of all States perhaps the most detached and self-concerned, and just as New Orleans concentrates the independent-mindedness that makes this so, just so does Editor Marshall Ballard, with his loose, comfortable clothes, vigorous address...
...well, James, I see you're still with me.'" Quentin was also with him then- poor little "Quinikins," who was later shot down in an aeroplane over the German lines. "The day the news of Quentin's death came, Mr. Roosevelt was at Oyster Bay. . . . after reading the despatch, he carried the sad tidings to his wife. Then he put his arm around her waist and together they walked in silence down the path which led into the woods. Down that path I had seen them go so many times together, just like this, his arm around...
...wise men think that William Howard Taft, Chief Justice of the Supreme Court, is seriously ill, they are mistaken. At Murray Bay, Quebec, Mr. Taft laughed, denied emphatically any such rumor...
...crickets; lay together in cool damp grass and took counsel of a Debussy moon . . . "List, sweet Moon," Ruth said, "where I learned my loving . . ." Ruth was an amateur of the living moment; she could quote poetry, swear tenderly. The eventualities aboard their pirate-schooner, the Mary Read, on Chesapeake bay; their chicken-stealing, arrest, abduction of a judge, capture of a ferryboat, and highly improbable treasure hunt, are matters for the thrice-fortunate reader to follow alone. The Significance being, simply, that the commonplace has suddenly, with sublime and innocent vulgarity, comic pedantry, unflagging ebullience, gone stark, raving romantic. Here...
...cried. First it was a mosquito-like speck over the ocean, then an ephemeral insect frame, then a droning, then a roaring seaplane that circled Darwin Heads and harbor, over the blasting sirens of steamers and warships, then a tired great gull floating on Fannie Bay off the naval aviation grounds. Mechanics swarmed to lift the craft (a big De Havilland biplane) ashore and fit her with wheels; she was to fly on, over desert and bush, to Sydney and Melbourne. And Pilot Alan Cobham, his hand wrung red with congratulations, regaled officials with the story...