Word: lawn
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...there is a prose poem on turning mattresses and tucking fresh sheets in an old house. Part is swiftness and grace: Mr. Dunnock, before his birds become his angels, skates on the fens like a big bird himself. Part is earthiness: angry yokels plow a furrow across the vicarage lawn, plow up the doorstep, with three chestnut horses steaming and gleaming on a snowy morning. Part is uneasy: a weathercock whines; people tell their dreams; once Mr. Dunnock stuffs his beard quickly into his mouth...
...Fair Lawn, N. J., the chow dog of a Mrs. Robert Schurer, having bitten her before, fell upon her in the kitchen when she was alone, floored her, bit and worried her until she was unconscious, fled through the house when Mr. Schurer brought a policeman, expired of bullet-wounds in the coal...
Died. William A. Lamed, 54, onetime (1901-02 and 1907-11) U. S. champion in lawn tennis singles; in Manhattan, by suicide with the revolver he carried in the Spanish War; following two years' nervous illness and rheumatism. Onetime Army major, he also traded on the New York Stock Exchange, selling his seat in 1922 for $98,000. Only one other U. S. tennis champion equals his seven-year title record, R. D. Sears, the first champion...
...Atlanta's new home of culture and the arts sits like a gem of truth, bowered in lovely green trees and shrubs, with the gentle rising sweep of lawn in front, on Peachtree street between Fifteenth and Sixteenth. Formerly the High home, it was given to the city, through the art association, by Mrs. Joseph Madison High, to be a perpetual home of art in this southern metropolis and to house the permanent collection which Atlanta will gather together for the inspiration and training of her gifted sons and daughters of the generations yet to come...
...Hutchinson plays lawn-tennis and fives with varying degrees of efficiency, but his main exercise is walking and he is a fine companion on a walking tour...