Word: homesick
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...five adopted daughters, Miss Zehra, petite and brown-eyed with jet-black bobbed hair, tumbled from a Calais-Paris express, fractured her skull, died. Said the English Headmistress of St. Margaret's school near London: "We did not have the slightest notion that she was homesick. She seemed intensely interested in the theatre...
...chiefly the material assembled by the late Senator Nelson W. Aldrich of Rhode Island, is intended as a reading room in banking, finance, and the tariff. In it will be found the classics in these fields, together with the best writings of the recent past relating to these subjects. Homesick students may be comforted at learning that "It is hoped that this room may be used as a pleasant retreat by those who desire to read quietly and comfortably in the fields of banking, financial, and tariff history...
Easing back in their red leather chairs one afternoon last week, homesick Senators yawned and dozed through a drearisome duet by their reading clerk and the Vice President of the U. S. Twice as fast and half as intelligible as a train announcer, the clerk rattled out the amendments by which the Senate Finance Committee had revamped the House's tax bill into something more suitable to Franklin Roosevelt. Whenever the clerk's voice dropped, John Nance Garner mumbled: ''Without objection, adopted...
...Tilly, who died young, became the family saint. Cora married a doctor, went to London. Meg simmered and soured into spinsterhood. Ethel, the best of the lot, rushed into marriage with a beef-eating young naval officer. Anemic Bertram got a job in India, toyed with mysticism and was homesick. As they grew into pre-War maturity they all became hopelessly more & more the same thing...
Alighting from his train in Washington, Vice President Garner again withdrew into a stony silence on national affairs. The next time newsmen saw him he was wandering around the House wing of the Capitol. He did not deny that he was "homesick for the old place." In a brighter mood, he pounded his small paunch. "Look at this waistline," he cried. "Know how I shaved off four inches this summer? Every day I went out to my pecan orchard and stooped over 125 times, picking up one nut each time. Say, that's great exercise...