Word: grass
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Along with the Sacred Cod and the Old North Church, the Pops are a Boston institution. When the grass on the Common is turning green, and the soda fountains do a good business in chocolate floats, the good Bostonian looks for the Pops. It is pleasant to sit at one's ease and imbibe various liquids through straws, and be entertained by a program of music...
...Berkeley, Calif., near the Le-Conte School, a .38-calibre revolver cartridge lay on the turf, unnoticed. The sun shone, grass sprouted and along came John Haggerty, school janitor, steering a mowing machine. Blam! Janitor Haggerty cried "YOW!" tottered from his mower bleeding from a bullet-grazed forehead...
...Oregon Stanley Jewett, predatory animal director for the U. S. biological survey, last week sent out four official hunters to kill off coyotes, which have been biting and infecting live stock with rabies. At Bear Valley, Ore., Raymond Vancil's horse, a grass-eater, suddenly tried to bite his master's leg, then dashed through three wire fences, before the man could rope, throw and kill it. Near Izee, Ore., Elmer Angell's cow, gone mad, chased him off his hay wagon and into his house...
...rivers ran through the plains; villages were few and far apart, travel difficult. Nebraska was a state before there were people there; in 1860 the land where Lincoln, the capital, now stands was open plain. The first settlers found a continuous, nearly flat plateau, covered with long red, shaggy grass. Buffaloes ran the plains, wallowed in hardened out water holes. The winters were hard and short, the summers hot and long. In this land Germans, Scandinavians, Czechs, and Bohemians settled. Thrifty, industrious races they have made the whole state one enormous farm of stretching fields of grain and pastures...
...there more good talk in musical Manhattan than of the tall, concentrated, sparse-haired primate of the Philharmonic Symphony Orchestra. He gave them Brahm's "Requiem" last week, as personal a thing as ever a German wrote. "Behold, all flesh is grass and all the glory of man is as the flower of the field," sang the Choral Symphony Society and Soprano Elizabeth Rethberg and Baritone Fraser Gange. "Behold," Conductor Furtwangler seemed to say: "This is out of the Bible phrased by that humble countryman of mine, Martin Luther. This music is by another countryman, aged...