Word: filled
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...might be pointed out, first rented an apartment and then stayed with a private family. Charming as the latter may be, it can hardly be considered suitable that distinguished scholars should not be provided with proper living quarters of their own. This need President Eliot's house would fill to the utmost for obvious reasons...
Announcement was made at the meeting of the recent appointment by the presidents of the Associated Harvard Clubs and of the Harvard Alumni Association of Chester C. Bolton '05, of Cleveland, as a member of the Council to fill the vacancy caused by the death last August of C. Chauncey Stillman '98, of New York. Bolton, up to the beginning of the War, was associated with the Bourne. Fuller Company of Cleveland, in the manufacture and sale of steel and steel products. At the outbreak of the War, he went to Washington, first as secretary of the General Munitions Board...
...young author of Lady into Fox, A Man in the Zoo and The Sailor's Return does none of these things. In his matter-of-fact fashion, so quiet that it becomes mysterious, he makes her father a sort of pocket-borough St. Francis of Assisi. He fills her heart with restlessness and her head with innocent resolution, keeps her procrastinating over escape until her father's mania for feeding birds is quite pronounced, until she has a friend and perhaps lover in the grocer's son, until one more village Easter passes and the first nightingale...
Picture to yourself a street no wider than seven feet on an average, with high, white walls rising up in an uncompromising manner, and put into that street enough Arabs, mules, donkeys, children, and files to fill a street fourteen feet wide on the average. That would give you a good working idea of what the main artery of Biskra was like. It requires a combination of broken-field running and line plunging that would perplex even the redoubtable George Owen...
...next few moments we counted some thirteen or fourteen riders, all of whom seemed to have chosen us as a common goal. We urged our camels to a trot and then to a gallop, while the wind continued to rise and the air to fill with dust. Nearer came the riders, gaining rapidly, so that it seemed that half an hour would bring them upon us. Ten minutes more and we ran into a dried river course, filled with smooth, rounded stones, the most treacherous footing imaginable. Over this our camels slipped and floundered desperately, while Hamida rasped furious curses...