Word: grateful
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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After that came prayers and reading; then breakfast alone and the day's work. When he had military visitors, he donned his plain, unmedaled khaki uniform; otherwise he wore a dark blue mandarin gown with a black jacket. To save coal, the grate in his study was left unlit most days, and the Gimo wore a skullcap to keep his head warm...
...will question the fact that these men are "essential to the College" or that they should have adequate housing. What does grate is the ease with which a full professor or a visiting lecturer displaces veterans who have been waiting six months or a year for permanent in-town housing. One visiting professor placed an application with the Harvard Housing Trust a year prior to his arrival in Cambridge. Classified A-1, the next vacancy was set aside for him and held until he took up residence here this fall. At the present time 525 students living at Fort Devens...
Readers who like their fiction served with tea and crumpets in an atmosphere of tea cozies and grate fires will probably like this novel. In writing it, Author Dickens (great-granddaughter of Charles) pays her respects to the time-honored story of the patient-this one a wounded soldier-who falls in love with his nurse. But she has also created an affectionate picture of a Shropshire household. The Happy Prisoner exudes a country-fresh odor of plowed earth and drying horse blankets...
Then, after 55 days of hearings, often disorderly, in which 2,500,000 words of conflicting testimony had been heard, the case of Sergeant Judson H. Smith came to an end. Firelight from an open grate flickered on Smith's grey, lined face as the court president, Colonel Louis P. Leone, announced the verdict: guilty of making prisoners eat excessive amounts of food, of administering castor oil, of two charges of felonious assault and four charges of simple assault (i.e., beatings). The sentence: dishonorable discharge and three years at hard labor...
...Prime Minister rose to greet his guest. He carried his 71 years lightly. His voice was firm, his hands steady, his face and fingers just perceptibly wrinkled. He walked toward the grate to give the fire some encouragement. Swiftly he moved the screen aside, thrust the poker into the coals, put on a thick glove and tossed a fresh chunk of coal squarely into the center of the fire. He made these casual, hostly gestures with neatness and dispatch. But as he was settling again in the deep sofa, something disturbed the Prime Minister. He hopped up, shifted the fire...