Word: lately
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...securities, all the experts who attest to its accuracy, all the underwriters who float the issue. Last week a batch of these gentlemen was ordered in New York supreme court to stand and deliver. Among five so ordered was Charles H. Sabin Jr., eminently respectable son of the late president of Manhattan's Guaranty Trust...
...Sandy." Silverstone says they will take care of their own comrades, let the others, who are "politically undeveloped," take care of themselves. Their own comrades get 20 years, are shot trying to escape. Few days later the Party changes its line, decides on a united-front policy, and too late woos the rival union...
Early last month when she arrived, late one afternoon, a chill wind was blowing a gale out of the east. The clouds hovered above the harbor like dark birds of prey. A few wild geese muttered with shrill voices among themselves; debating whether to stay or go. Later the rain came, slanting, with an edge. Inside the little cabin the drops knifed against the window with a hollow, drumming sound. In such a storm the bell sounded, there was the clatter of casting off, a seaman's voice rasped somewhere down by the shore...
...breakfast time she found the sun had painted a pale glow over the downs and the sea moved in a light that somehow was more like silver than gold. But those rolling downs! Nowhere call there by another green quite like their shade in late May. A pastel tint, they lay, deepening the bollows to a hunter emerald. So she made garden throughout the morning, busy with tulip and dahlia tubers, hollybook plants to draw the bees, and the bitter tansy. The grocery boy came by with news of a herring run down at the Gut. He sniffed. "Seems like...
...spring. It was still spring late in the afternoon after the sunlight grew even paler and a slightly ribald wind swung in from the sea. The waves piled in on the tide, foamy against the rocks. She walked over the gray-green downs to the bluff. One by one the lobster men putted in toward the harbor in a single snaky line. Later the sim thinned out into a crimson wash in the west. A slight wispy fog made up. As she walked homeward along the shore around the harbor, a moon began to rise. It appeared diffused through...