Word: carting
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Taormaina: A jug of wine, a book, a slender Italian youth under a cypress tree eating spaghetti . . . . This notice in a postoffice: "Young, smart, pretty Italian man who speaks a good English, would like to follow a nice woman around Italy" . . . . A sleepy donkey pulling a colorful cart laden with flowers along a road high above the sea looking towards the Bay of Naples just at sunrise . . . . A white goat kick a streamlined diesel engine which had just run over its baby . . . . In Rome one Sunday afternoon: A woman, ermine fur, Pekinese in arms, walking with a gentleman with...
...whom apparently they had not seen in may years, for in the excitement of much saluting and kissing I too was kissed and told something to the effect how tall I'd grown! Then there was much laughing and explaining and finally my friends drove off in their donkey cart leaving me with salami and four taxi drivers wanting to take me 700 feet up the mountain where on a narrow rocky plateau rests Taormina, certainly one of the most charming spots in the world...
...cart and donkey twenty minutes from here and you're at one of the largest ancient Greek Theatres where Pindar read his poetry, Aeschylus gave the first performance of one of his plays and Plato mused and looked at the sea. And wasn't Archimedes a son of Syracuse? And didn't Simonides and Epichamos and Bacchylides grace the city with their presence...
...spring of 1833, Peter Pindar Pease of Vermont joggled west in an ox-cart with his wife and five children to become the first settler in Oberlin, Ohio, where a group of missionaries to the Choctaws had staked out 500 acres for a town and college. The town of Oberlin celebrated the centennial of Peter Pindar Pease's arrival four years ago. Oberlin College, which in 1837 admitted U. S. women to a degree-granting institution for the first time, intends to celebrate this year the centennial of U. S. higher education for women. Last week it began...
...gentlemen further and further into the leather smelling recesses of clubs; and old ladies to sit eyeless, leather cheeked, joyless among the tassels and antimacassars of their bedrooms and kitchens. Triumphing in its wantonness it emptied the streets; swept flesh before it; and coming smack into a dust cart standing outside the Army and Navy Stores, scattered along the pavement a litter of old envelopes; twists of hair; papers already blood smeared, yellow smeared, smudged with print and sent them scudding to plaster legs, lamp posts, pillar boxes, and fold themselves frantically against area railings." It takes more than graceful...