Word: laden
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Thirty-five members of the Freshman football squad will make the 30-mile trek to the "Hill" this afternoon for the tradition-laden grid contest with Andover Academy. Kickoff time is 2:30 o'clock...
Despite the thousand and one delights of Cambridge night life along the Charles or in some fruit-punch laden house dance, countless Cantabridgians migrate weekend evenings to exotically named rooms in Boston hotels. Whether their purpose be more entertainment, escape from demand curves, or outright seduction does not matter; it is important, however, that they know where they are going before reserving a table...
...junior filing through the registration gauntlet at Longfellow Hall at noon yesterday was undoubtedly more laden than the present greenest Yardling who grabs every bit of paper that Memorial Hall tables disgorge. Mrs. Doris Moths, 22 year-old member of the class of '49, had a 13 month-old baby to maneuver through enrollment blanks. Her husband, Armin Moths, Sr. '47 couldn't stay home to mind Armin, Jr., which accounted for the latter's presence on the registration line...
...schemed against Hitler from the Reichstag fire (1933) down through World War II. He regards Colonel Count Claus von Stauffenberg (the man who nearly killed Hitler on July 20, 1944) as a Johnny-come-lately with half-Nazi ideas of his own. It was Stauffenberg who lugged a bomb-laden briefcase into field headquarters at Rastenburg, East Prussia, and left it to explode under Hitler's nose. The blast gave Hitler a good shaking up, and as a result of it more than 50 general staff officers died. Author Gisevius, one of the few plotters who survived, went into...
...mystery fans will remember Helen Maclnnes as an author who put feminine curves on international espionage. In Above Suspicion and Assignment in Brittany, she created a creepy, spy-laden atmosphere where even secret agents feared to tread. In her latest novel, Friends and Lovers, she has abandoned the thriller for a ladies' magazine romance. Chief attraction: a headstrong Scottish lassie with her heart in the Highlands. She burns the torch for a callow young Oxonian, but its glow is no more than a soulless fluorescence, shedding little light, no heat...