Word: hugeness
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Raymond Koger of Connecticut is twenty seven, married, wealthy, and discontented. All the pleasures of Wall street cannot sweeten the huge hand of business that has thus far kept him occupied since his school days. He is coming to get an A. B., and then spend two more years at the Business School. His motive is not to make friendships that will help him in business, for he has no used to them; nor to be a big man in the college, nor nay of the other reasons that form the basic impulse for many students to enter. His motive...
Rumanians learned of the parting with dour thoughts, Jugoslavs with joy. Reason: Queen Marie of Jugoslavia carried home to Belgrade in her special train, last week, documents transferring to her a huge cash legacy from her late father, King Ferdinand of Rumania (TIME, Aug. i). Generous, the bequest amounts to 80,000,000 lei ($4,800,000), a sour grape for Rumanians, a plump plum for Jugoslavs...
Purple Approach: "More jungle-humid, reeking. A soldier plucks twenty dollars' worth of purple orchids (New York quotation) and sticks them in the band of his sombrero. Troops of screaming monkeys swing past, stopping occasionally to grimace at us. From the depths of the forest, mountain lions roar. Huge macaws wing across the sky, crying hoarsely and flashing crimson. We ford and re-ford the north-flowing tributary, for endless hours we toil across the Yali range, and finally drop down near Jinotega in another night of driving rain over a road where the horses roll pitifully...
...hilltop, a black fist against the sky, the citadel of Christophe, the monument of a man born no one knows where, mysteriously named, a slave and a king, whose enemies defeated him. There is a rumor that Christophe with his own hands, at night, buried gold in the huge walls of his astonishing battlement; and there are holes in its masonry where men have tried to find the king's treasure...
...total inability to escape destruction, became puddles or streams of burning wax. Lindbergh looked brave no longer, a murderer lowered the frail knife which he had held so long in a poised and useless threat. All this frail company of famous people dwindled, slipped, leaned and perished into a huge and hungry flame. The owner of the Eden Musée, one Gumpertz, was away in the South. Firemen came, the manager's 16-year old daughter, Lillian Seeger, pleaded with them and stared and cried. The fire went on burning; nobody could stop...