Word: nestful
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...revealed standing upright, inside each jar a small sarcophagus, the elaborate golden miniature of the great gold case that held the king's mummy. The little coffins, within the Canopic jars, within the alabaster box on its sledge, within the long-sealed tomb suggested a great Chinese nest of boxes, one cunningly held within the other...
...Felix qui potuit rerum cognoscere causas," wrote Virgil, but in this instance much more fortunate is he who can divine the results of the new course at Annapolis. Those whose illusions concerning the virile midshipman, puissant hero of the boxing ring, the gridiron and the crows nest of a cruiser battling a nasty northwestern, have been shattered are warned against visualizing future admirals in knickers wielding mashles. There are some things, which a narrow deck and a heaving ocean will not permit. Golf might be said to come under the general category...
...Hearst sleuths have either done very excellent work in uncovering such a wasp's nest as the German plottings in Mexico in 1916, or they have followed a cold trail to a mare's nest. There is a wide gulf between what is acceptable to journalism and what is recorded by history. And the identity of this episode, no matter which way it turns, cannot help but prove again that verification is the divining...
...Wasps-Nest. Deep in a lonely forest stood a haunted house. No one ever came near it until the night this play was produced. Then there came two train bandits, a southern gentlewoman, a low comedy Negress, a skinflint, a town bum, a lovely girl, a lover and four other friends and enemies of theirs. Scarcely any of them knew anyone else was there; all were caused much uneasiness by noises of others seeking lost papers, pouncing on each other, shooting, screaming. Members of the cast not on salary included an apparition shooting up through the floor, a spectre over...
...first and so the deepest of all fears. It was a thing that made a little three-year-old girl in Juliette, Ga., lie shaking in bed at night, kept awake by a troop of crying phantoms and wild dreadful faces. Every closet was to her a nest of horrors; great cats crouched on the shelves, snakes writhed among the shoes on the floor; if you put your ear to the keyhole when the door was shut, you could hear them mewing and hissing, but no matter how suddenly you looked in, the wise, hungry creatures could hide before...