Word: frogging
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...have recently noticed your Letters and reference to "Frogs in Texas" (TIME, Oct. 26). I have every respect for Mr. Joe Fitzgerald's letter referring to "those Texas Frogs" but do want to comment on Frog No. 20. In this letter we have 20 frogs accurately sized beginning with No. t about as large as a walnut up to No. 20. It is assumed that each frog is exactly twice as large as the one preceding it in the "Bell Ringing Act." Let us set down this little problem as follows...
...Point was isolated, inaccessible except through one gate which was kept locked. When middle-aged Miss Fenwick arrived to visit her niece she and the taxi-driver would have been perturbed had they seen the notorious criminal clinging to the back tire. That same night Playwright Van Buren, big frog of the colony, was stabbed to death with an ice pick. In rapid succession came two other killings, several murderous attempts. By the time you have struggled after Inspector Andrews through tortuous experiments to his triumphant conclusion you will have snapped at so many red herrings by the way that...
...have right recently noticed where some of your subscribers had found that frogs swallow young fowls such as ducks and chickens (TIME, Aug. 31; Oct. 5). I am anxious to add to the scientific knowledge of the world and especially on frogs since they have been experimented with a great deal from the very beginning of time on to now. This causes me to encroach on your "Time" to write and tell you some experience I had with frogs when I was a boy. My father owned an immense dirt tank or pond as you call it in the North...
...caught rose chafers for my pets. I would always start in by giving my little frog the first bug and then give the next size two bugs and so on up. I had these frogs trained so that when I went to the pond and rang a bell I carried in my pocket they would hop out of the water and arrange themselves according to size. The small frog would always be at the left end of the line and they would be like stair-steps with No. 20 at my right. One morning I failed to find...
Today's utilitarian temper, like a wood, rank or otherwise, is wedging its way between the mossy old stones of scholastic tradition. And the Harvard Houses, in their frantic game of leap-frog with Oxford and Cambridge, may yet wake up to find themselves more English than modern England itself...