Word: coolingly
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...reads the shingle over the door of a little inn at Siasconset, Mass., on cool, sandy, windswept Nantucket Island. Within, the sessions of the 'Sconset Summer School have been going on for many weeks. The school was founded in 1922 as "The School of Opinion" by Frederic C. Howe, political economist, onetime U. S. Commissioner of Immigration. Its first three periods of the 1924 season were devoted to Psychology and Psychoanalysis, to Art and Literature, to Politics and International Affairs. Last week the fourth session, on Opinion, began...
Detroiters sat on the cool verandas of their Yacht Club, trained their glasses on a line of snorting speed boats that came plunging down the Detroit River, swept around a wide turn and plunged back upstream on the other leg of an oval course. Toward evening it was announced that Rainbow IV, owned and driven by Harry B. Greening, of Hamilton, Ont., had the best times for three 30-mile heats. Greening was not presented with the American Power Boat Association's Gold Challenge Cup, for which he had raced. A rival pilot protested that Rainbow IV was constructed...
...Cool, sandy, windswept Nantucket Island...
...less water. There are no great oceans there, as here, but rather little seas-Mediterraneans. The many spotted patches of dark green no doubt are caused by vegetation and marshes, with long, floating weeds, like the famous Sargasso, in which the descendants of Columbus lost themselves. There are cool, rosy dawns, scorching noons and golden sunsets, as with us, but more serene harmony...
...GOLDEN BED-Wallace Irwin- Putnam ($2.00) . When Flora Lee Peake lay down to sleep, in blanched linen cool and lavendered, four rosewood bedposts carved in the images of four great swans watched her dreaming face, and over her lay a coverlet of antique French lace pricked with a legend that one did not translate aloud. With Admah Holtz, things were otherwise. His white-trash father drank himself to death, day by day, in the cabin kitchen where Ma Holtz made peppermint-drops for her son to hawk in the streets. Sometimes the girls in Miss Martincastle's school patronized...