Word: deeps
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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While the writer was not an official representative at the meeting of the Southern Conference when it was split [into the South Eastern Conference-deep Southern schools -and the Southern Conference-Maryland, Virginia, North and South Carolina schools], I do not remember a so-called controversy between Virginia and Tulane as participating in such a rupture. Talk had been brewing for several years before the so-called breaking up of the Conference and it came to a head at this particular meeting held in Knoxville, Tenn...
...falls to the Court's oldest member. After 21 years on the losing side, Louis Dembitz Brandeis (pronounced: Brand-ice), the Court's senior liberal, emerges at the political forefront of a body which as a superb legal technician he has distinguished for two decades with his deep scholarship and juridical goodwill...
...Manhattan's Columbus Hospital Extension, 16 years ago, an hour-old infant lay near death. A nurse, later adjudged to have been "tired," had bathed his eyes with the wrong solution of silver nitrate, 50% instead of 1%, which had blinded him, seared his cheeks with deep furrows, and with its fumes caused pneumonia. Though his doctor had given the infant up as hopeless, a Missionary Sister of the Sacred Heart, which maintained the hospital, obtained the doctor's permission to pin on the babe's clothing a medal of Mother Frances Xavier Cabrini, founder...
...Another game was saved on its last scrimmage. Yale, unable to gain through Dartmouth's great line, got itself into deep water in the last quarter when Dartmouth's Bob Macleod intercepted a pass and ran 85 yards for a touchdown. With ten seconds to play, Yale's Clinton Frank, whose attack had got nowhere all afternoon, finally heaved a pass (his 35th ) into the hands of stringy Halfback Al Hessberg who galloped to a touchdown. Score...
...Tate places his latest works first. Readers who reverse that order will find his book more readily comprehensible, will find that few books better illustrate the professional literate's magpie-like stealing of twigs off literature's genealogical tree, his pupa-like spinning, out of a bowel-deep terror of extinction, pessimism's tight and tolerably comfortable cocoon. Irritating to some ears will be Author Tate's attempts, in many of his poems, to catch the tone of T. S. Eliot's latter-day concord of sourness and light. But in the presentation...