Word: morass
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...decree of fate. Soon others will occupy their places. ... It is one of the inexplicable mysteries of life in which one surrenders his peace of mind, his tranquillity of soul and life under his own vine and fig tree for a disappointing, disillusioning ignis fatuus in the morass of public life...
...bearded Superintendent William McAndrew (1924-28), born in Ypsilanti, Mich., was constantly bedeviled as a "stool pigeon of King George" by Mayor William Hale ("Big Bill'') Thompson's "America First" campaign. His successor, William Joseph Bogan (1928-36), spent most of his term in the morass of teachers' "payless paydays." Last week Chicago's Board of Education, looking for a successor to Superintendent Bogan, who died in March, chose his assistant, William Harding Johnson...
...muddy morass of shifting sands and marshy lagoons offered the "difficult foundations" of the Havana Country Club. It was first sketched on the back of a dog-eared envelope and capital was subscribed by such Havana bigwigs of those days as Lawyer Norman Hezekiah Davis, now President Roosevelt's famed Ambassador-at-Large. As go-getting Mr. Snare mellowed into "Father Snare," his club historically changed the mores of Havana's better class. Today week-end drunks are anything but smart. And golf and tennis unchaperoned have become the birthright of Cuban debutantes, if they disport themselves...
Plunging into this black morass with flashlights, hunting parties finally came across a 100-yd. scar in the forest which looked as if a giant scythe had slashed diagonally down through the trees. At one end were a few lopped branches, at the other the crunched remnant of The Southerner's cabin. In between was a confetti of duralumin, mail, cloth, hunks of flesh. Part of a wing was wrapped around a tree 40 ft. off the ground. Blood stains began high on tree trunks, gradually descended until they smeared the stumps. Everywhere was the reek of gasoline...
...festivities by shouting, "Stop! Comrades, you are making a terrible ideological mistake. Trees in the Communist society are meant for such serious use as the building of homes for the proletariat. Comrades, I order you to go home! Otherwise the whole meaning of our Revolution must sink into a morass of opportunism. Comrades! And you 'Grandfather Frost,' if you do not go home I shall denounce you to the Party Secretary of our Komsomol headquarters...