Word: moistly
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...estimated to yield 435,499,000 bu.- 69% of normal. That was slightly more than last year's yield, but far below the 618,000,000-bu. average of the last five years. East of the Mississippi, and particularly in the Ohio Valley where the soil was moist, crops were in good condition. But west of the river, in the ten States chiefly affected by drought and dust, more than 40% of the winter wheat seeded last autumn was expected to fail. Hardest hit was Kansas where rainfall in March was only 56% of normal and the crop...
...Hertz lost his Symphony job in 1930 when fashionable gentiles had their own ideas about the San Francisco orchestra. But Hertz liked the cool, moist San Francisco climate, liked his San Francisco home overlooking the Pacific and in San Francisco he remained. San Franciscans generally came to realize that he was as fine a German conductor as they had ever known...
...above MacLeish or Jeffers. A note of challenge to defeat, however, augurs well for the future. "Complaint to Sad Poets" sounds the battle cry: Will you never be done with barking at the moon? . . . The terrier bitch that whelped its litter today Under the barn where the dirt is moist and dark Shames and defies you with the quiet logic Of life that works its ancient way out, knowing No fulness but to live, strongly to live. . . . Cry, sons of earth, blaspheming your parentage...
...would have us believe that it must have rained Lux during a track meet to christen Harvard's old runner "Soapy" Walters, that it takes a warm moist spring to name a "Bud"' Weiser, a long hot summer to make "Dusty'' Rhodes, the big-league ball player, or a Oriental climate to grow a "Fig" Newton; whereas probably any one knows that those names, like Topsy, "just grew." A boy named Pond probably is called "Duck" in grade school, unless unfortunately he should happen to be a "Lily...
...waved the finger and pushed back the upturned rim of his tan fedora revealing a stray black lock glued to his moist forehead. "Get a summons? Sure I got a summons. But I'm not going to see the commissioner. I've got no business with him. I'm a busy man. I've got no time to see him. I've got no business with him." Jabbing his finger at the inquisitor, Mr. Samuels emphasized the latter point, intimating that if the commissioner wished to satisfy his curiosity he could do so, but at 30a Boylston...