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Word: grassed (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1930-1939
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...most U. S. citizens the month of June means weddings, graduations and reacquaintance with the great outdoors. Last week, in almost every U. S. home that boasts a patch of green grass, families were thinking up ways of amusing themselves or entertaining their week end guests. For those who are too fat, too feeble or too lazy to play golf or tennis, the new-mown lawn is the No. 1 arena for summer pastimes...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: On the Lawn | 7/3/1939 | See Source »

...Later in the evening with a tray full of glasses, water, ginger ale and bottles, one of our men going into the big library slipped and dropped the entire tray on the floor. And, as a final catastrophe, on Sunday afternoon my husband, moving backward across the grass by the swimming pool, almost sat on another tray of glasses and pop bottles...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: National Affairs: Bread-&-Butter | 6/26/1939 | See Source »

...welcomed spring with a light-hearted allegory. It was all voices on the river. Feminine, always tinkling girlish sounds and sights. Bicycles and boats. Taut canvas that at last could relax and fold down to make open and animate cars of winter-closed vehicles. A moon no longer cold. Grass that responded with an up-surge at each footfall, lightening, replying: move--move faster, move guilty...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 6/19/1939 | See Source »

Everything is quiet and hot. Figures across the street are walking leisurely. The leaves are still. There's no ripple on the grass. The sun is hot on the pavement. Men are wearing white shirts. It's summer! Vag eaunters across the Yard admiring the seasonal phenomenon, the gregness, the aims,--even Sever Hall. He walks slowly. There's no rush, no appointments, no assignments, not for three and a half months. He lights a cigarette, lets the smoke curl out of his mouth and hang in mid air motionless. No sir, no one could get him to walk fast...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 6/14/1939 | See Source »

...lawn of his capitol at Lansing one afternoon last week, milking Miss Ormsby, a Holstein cow. The occasion: National Milk Week. Suddenly His Excellency shifted his seat, toppled off his perch. Unless Luren Dickinson, aged 80, abandoned one of his cardinal tenets as he sprawled on the grass, he prayed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: MICHIGAN: Governor and God | 6/12/1939 | See Source »

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