Word: oaks
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...modern mystery story, with its careful plotting, its characters subordinate to story, and its yielding of surprises as the drama moves toward denouement. To that end, Dickens wrote the only one of his work that can be summarized (although in his case that is like reversing an oak into a nutshell): John Jasper, choirmaster, lusts after Rosa Bud, betrothed to his nephew Edwin Drood. When Drood disappears, a young rival for Rosa Bud, Neville Landless, is accused of murder. Because no body is found, Landless is released. Enter the ostentatiously mysterious Datchery, an old man with juvenile energy...
Today the Pogrebin family is the best advertisement for Growing Up Free. Letty and Bert, sitting around the dinner table in their turn-of-the-century, oak-paneled apartment on Manhattan's West Side, look slightly abashed when they talk about their successfully egalitarian marriage. "Things have turned out very well," says Bert, who credits luck and economic good fortune, as well as Letty's "overactive metabolism." Says he: "She never accepted efficiency as a means of allocating responsibility. I could never say she should do the dishes because she did them better." Replies Letty: "But he never...
...title of chief magistrate. "The adherents," a chronicler reports, "gathered in force and excitement ran high so violence was feared. At the height of the tumult, the Rev. John Wilson, pastor of the Boston Church, despite his 49 years and large bulk, climbed into the old oak and from his point of vantage addressed the people to such good purpose that quiet was restored and the election proceeded." Winthrop won, but he and his followers returned to Cambridge only sporadically over the years, usually to meet in Harvard Hall when smallpox outbreaks threatened their safety in Boston...
...Oak Park...
High in our maple, oak and beech trees, however, their chewing at midsummer is loud enough to be audible. The noise sounds so much like soft wind that it is soothing. Billions of minute, odorless brown particles of caterpillar scat fall as a result, and the ears of a listener are tricked into informing his brain that a very light rain is pattering down. So far, the tourists have not seemed to understand what is happening, and are well pleased with the sound of very light rain on rainless days...