Word: deeps
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...whose interest in economics is only as deep as the depression, there is certainly no satisfactory undergraduate course at Harvard, and probably no satisfactory graduate course. The Harvard economists don't know what the depression is. But they know what it isn't; and they tell what it isn't in Economics...
...died when she was very young. Faced by the wry problem of an emotion at once timeless and defeated, Peter Standish finally finds himself back in the 20th Century, but not entirely of it. He knows now why the epitaph on Helen Pettigrew's grave is cut so deep...
...cricket hosts seemed to emanate, was repeatedly baffled. Professional exterminators say that the only way to get rid of crickets is to feed them bits of fish or vegetables coated with chemicals, chiefly arsenic. Crickets are guzzlers of beer and sweetened vinegar, may be trapped and drowned in deep glass vessels half-filled with either...
...undesirable. Perhaps the day for fulsome explanation before achievement has passed, perhaps no intelligent man today can bring himself to speak with gether with his reluctance to speak at the glib certitude which speeches of this kind imply. But certainly there can be little doubt that changes of any deep and far reaching kind, of college revolutions which eugaud the Sunday supplements of Mr. Hearst, are not imminent in an era of strict financial retrenchment...
Some 350,000 people, including 100,000 over Labor Day weekend, visited the State Park in Watkins Glen, N. Y. to gape across a deep, narrow gorge at the buck deer with horns in velvet which, presumably chased by dogs and injured on the flank, had become marooned on a rocky ledge (TIME, Sept. 4 & 11). No end of elaborate wiles and artifices, including stuffed deer, an Indian chief, a plank bridge, were brought into play to lure the animal from its prison, all to no avail. Park employes feared that, if frightened, the buck might plunge over the brink...