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Word: grasse (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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...townspeople gave their schoolhouse a new coat of paint inside & out; the well water was tested, and the grass was cut. On the first day of school the teacher, Mrs. Norman Melius, unlocked the doors and sorted out the textbooks. Not a pupil appeared. Every day for a month she showed up at the schoolhouse, but still no pupils came. Mrs. Melius was not surprised: it had been that way for three years...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Education: Ghost School | 10/27/1947 | See Source »

...that clogged their rockers. In 1859, "Old Pancake" Comstock and three others, playing a hunch, staked out a 1,500-ft. claim around the mouth of a small spring where the blue sand was thick. They sent a sample of crumbly stuff across the mountains to an assayer in Grass Valley, Calif. He tested it twice, to be sure. There was no doubt: the stuff that gold miners had cursed and kicked aside was rich in silver...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Gamblers' Millions | 10/27/1947 | See Source »

...mild ritual of hazing gives the freshman an immediate place in college life as well as in the continuum of Dartmouth tradition. He must wear his beanie and nametag, move furniture for the upperclassmen, keep off the grass, and attend all rallies. There is nothing rough and tumble about the scheme, but it gives him a great sense of class solidarity as well as something out of the ordinary to think about...

Author: By Paul Sack, | Title: Dartmouth Men Live Sociable, Woodsy Life Undergrads Learn Poise in Liquory, Girl-Soaked Weekends | 10/25/1947 | See Source »

After a 75 mile per hour flight on Soldiers Field Road, the patrol car blocked the youth at Anderson Bridge. Deserting the auto, the driver struck out through Business School grounds, cutting across the grass area in front of Baker Memorial Library...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Busy School Students Help Catch Fugitive as Shots Fly | 10/18/1947 | See Source »

...into the room, and although he had no idea how late it was, Vag guessed he'd have to hurry to make it for lunch. But there wasn't any point in getting out of bed; he had much too much of a head on him. Outside on the grass he thought he heard afternoon noises-the pleasant thud of someone catching a football, a girl's unobtrusive voice, a small car, undoubtedly a convertible, starting up. Vag groaned and turned over, facing the wall...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 10/6/1947 | See Source »

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