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...next to the last of the 30 jumps -after leading for nearly four miles-Royal Danieli toppled, lay motionless on the emerald-green turf while Co-Favorite MacMoffat and lightly fancied Bogskar led the field past him. Neck & neck MacMoffat and Bogskar took the last fence...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Almost as Grand National | 4/15/1940 | See Source »

...Emerald Stepping Stones in the Caribbean" will be the subject of a free, public, illustrated lecture at Harvard tomorrow night by Walter H. Hodge, noted botanist, at the Institute of Geographical Exploration, at 8 o'clock...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: "Emerald Stepping Stones in Caribbean" Is Hodge's Topic | 10/30/1939 | See Source »

Recently, the Oregon Emerald announced in 72 point streamer headlines: "OU GETS DRUM MAJORESS." The action came as a result of a bitter controversy which had rocked the student body, faculty, and administration for months on end. There was plenty of reason for the Emerald to sensationalize the outcome, because it meant that Oregon had finally allowed the Pacific Coast Conference to go one hundred per cent for drum majorettes...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: RAISE THE BATON AVERAGE | 10/26/1939 | See Source »

...that M.G.M. felt so duty-bound to show off their surplus capital. Such ridiculous extravaganzas as the "Munchkin Village" and the "Emerald Palace" call for a long and lusty yawn. Ten such scenes aren't worth one of Judy Garland singing "Over the Rainbow" against a two-bit photo-drop, or Bert Lahr chewing his tail. As a matter of fact, the none-too-distinguished cast has run away with the show, leaving the lavish sets sitting around without much to do. Bert Lahr may go rolling down through the annals of film history as an all-time high...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Moviegoer | 10/16/1939 | See Source »

...pale glow over the downs and the sea moved in a light that somehow was more like silver than gold. But those rolling downs! Nowhere call there by another green quite like their shade in late May. A pastel tint, they lay, deepening the bollows to a hunter emerald. So she made garden throughout the morning, busy with tulip and dahlia tubers, hollybook plants to draw the bees, and the bitter tansy. The grocery boy came by with news of a herring run down at the Gut. He sniffed. "Seems like it's spring, I guess." "Ayea," game her noncommittal...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 6/5/1939 | See Source »

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