Word: melt
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...over the Charles. The cops will tread their quiet beats, and the commuters will wait peacefully in the Square for the Arlington bus, glad to be rid of the students rudely elbowing their way through the crowded safety zone. In the Yard, the snow will fall, eventually to melt away undisturbed by the usual hands of the students scooping up the flakes and pounding them into snowballs. Passengers in the great airliners flying over Cambridge will still look down and say, "See all those brick buildings by the river there, that's Harvard." But Harvard really won't be there...
...newcomers: big United Shoe Machinery Corp. (assets: $124,468,000), formerly of Paterson, and Montana Power Co. (assets: $152,093,000), formerly of Newark. What their arrival would do to the dwindling property tax rate (now 81?; town 8?) Flemingtonians could only guess. Maybe the town tax would melt away altogether. Busily turning their new-found tax savings into fresh coats of paint; landscaping, new roofs, etc., the town was rewarded for not being tax greedy. For Flemington's tax rate was 31? below any other New Jersey municipality-and still going down...
...weather: "My shoes in the wardrobe are wet, my clothes on their hangers wilt, the cough drops melt in the corked bottle, and the envelopes in the desk all seal themselves." Of servants there were five, among them a little native boy, one of whose chief duties was "to stand with his small bare feet apart and whistle fuzzily." Of household pets there were swarms, domestic and wild...
MacKinney and Koufman play superb football in curbing and smashing the Penn attack at the ends. But the center of the line seemed to melt before the onslaught, led by Rainwater, Chizmadia, Keepsell and Connell...
...which she comes each day to prepare. At times Monk speaks as follows: "Can I devour you? Can I feed my life on yours, get all your life and richness into me, walk about with you inside me, breathe you into my lungs like harvest, absorb you, eat you, melt you, have you in my brain, my heart, my pulse, my blood forever . . ." and so on until the smell of burning food calls a halt...