Word: greenly
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...somewhat against my will, I have become thoroly an addict. The weekly salad-offering of "inspectoral eye twinkled," "Leader-Curtis ambled down the aisle to shake hands with his ex-rival Robinson," and "The President went home 'skunked' " must go on. Your vitamines of news bits and green-vegetable facts must never be cooked to death or wilted...
Vermont. North-and-south across Vermont run the Green mountains, dividing the state like a spinal column. Vermont governors are usually selected according to a "rule of the mountain," which provides that the western and eastern halves shall alternate in supplying the governor. This oldtime "mountain rule" was broken last fall when Vermont voters re-elected Governor John W. Weeks. Lieutenant Governor S. Holliston Jackson, "logical" candidate under the mountain rule, was drowned when Vermont was flooded (TIME...
...Oxford one is constantly reminded of the nearness of the country. From my college window I have a view unspoilt by houses: ahead of me stretches the broad green sweep of the Christ Church Meadows, broken by the tall noble trees bordering the Broad Walk, and far beyond them is the Isis. In the fields I often see horses grazing; it is a country view...
...most intrepid explorer would venture into labyrinthine Hell Passage, or attempt to thread the intricacies of Logic Lane. It is the open season for colds and chills, and everyone must take to the fields for games if he wishes to withstand the weather. The fields are a sodden green. Every afternoon hundreds come back from their Rugger games muddier and scarcely drier than the rowing men. It is not to be wondered at, then, that the weather forms the first staple of conversation at Oxford; that it is, in fact, the first of a number of interests which the Englishman...
...during the Hillary Term at Lent gladden the winter-worn spirits of Oxford freshmen, and for the first time the promise of beauty seems near to realization. For it is in Trinity Term that Oxford blooms with unbelievable richness. She is most easily appreciated then set in the rich green of meadows and fields by two beautiful rivers, now covered with punts and canoes; old trees line the roads and walks, the air is sweet and clear and fresh, and the Colleges sparkle in the sunshine. It is now that one knows the High is the finest street in Europe...