Word: perfects
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...addition to maintaining perfect scholastic records, these men have been prominent in extra-curricular activities. Alexander is a member of the Debating Council. Best and Jaffee were winners of the Elizabeth Wilder Prize in their Freshman year, and Jaffee will take a leading role in the annual Leverett House play. Besides being an editor of the CRIMSON, Hall is a member of the Student Council and a high-jump such as Harvard has not seen for several years. Hickam has been active in Phillips Brooks House affairs. Rawson is a Jayvee hockey star, while Terrall is President of the Lampoon...
...open window, sniffling hungrily at the smells of departing winter and newborn Spring. The soft breeze blew in from the Charles, itself as yet frozen over, with dirty gray ice, and he stretched himself slowly, thoroughly, like a cat that has just woken up. A slow smile of perfect bliss came over his face, and of a sudden he collapsed, purring, onto the sofa...
...favor-its noble objectives, its more disputable accomplishments: "Giving re-employment to 4,000,000 people. . . . Collective Bargaining. . . . Lifting the curse of child labor . . . starvation wages . . . excessive hours of labor . . . dishonorable competition." In a more defensive mood than usual, he admitted that NRA was not perfect but: "The fundamental purposes and principles of the act are sound. To abandon them is unthinkable...
...Find the Woman, The Great Abduction, etc., etc.); of heart disease; in West Palm Beach, Fla. In 1921 Arkansas' Governor Thomas C. McRae declared a holiday on the publication day of The Day of Faith, a book describing what would happen if everyone simultaneously agreed: "My neighbor is perfect...
...Arts & Sciences, Wallace Havelock Robb, poet and ornithologist of Ontario, who likes to call himself "the St. Francis of Canada, the poet of birdland," showed stereopticon pictures of his conquests over birds. Of a mother plover with her brood of four sitting on his hand, he said: "There is perfect faith there. Don't ask me how I do it. I don't know, and I can't explain. In my sanctuary all the birds . . . know me now, but that plover didn't know me. She just trusted...