Word: raccoon
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
With her $1,000 a comely high-school girl in The Bronx wanted a raccoon coat, a big party, a college education...
...swank, suburban Main Line, in & around socialite Hewlett, L. I. and in Reading, Pa. they stopped at the homes of William Wallace Atterbury, William Wistar Comfort, Mrs. Isaac Clothier Jr., Cornelius Vanderbilt ("Sonny") Whitney and hundreds of others in which were 4,000 dogs, 30 cats and one raccoon. On each truck in large green letters were the words CANINE CATERING CO. above a small green Scottie. At each stop a gauntleted, high-booted young man hopped out with a package. As he walked back to the kitchen there rose a great barking & scratching. In the package was a luscious...
Last week at No. 2320 Terrace Rd.; Des Moines, on a hillside overlooking the Raccoon River, closets and drawers were being emptied, suitcases and trunks were being packed. The stir & bustle presaged a local milestone. After 28 years during which he had won nation-wide fame as the Des Moines Register's syndicated cartoonist, Jay Norwood ("Ding") Darling was going to live in Washington. Week before another onetime Des Moines citizen, Secretary Wallace, had called him to head the Agriculture Department's Bureau of Biological Survey. Manhattan publishers who have made him. many a fancy offer...
...Steeplejack" is attempting to be practical about the whole of undergraduate life. Last spring the senior governing body, Palaeopitus, expressed the prevailing dislike of a phlegmatic campus by reviving Freshman Rules and similar kid stuff, which had formerly been tossed aside with raccoon coats in the days when "College Humor" was starting to slip. Revival was all right, but a lot of Seniors who knew the score, distrusted Palaeopitus's typical means of reviving. Hence "Steeplejack", a spearhead of no deceptive, mature revival of interest. The campus is sick of some of the labels applied in order to clarify...
...five-year-old black bear far outweighs and can easily outrun an eleven-year-old boy. Grant Taylor's schoolmate fled but he, nearest the charging animal, became confused. He bumped into a nearby raccoon cage, and Saucer was on him, hugging him around the neck, clawing and biting at his shrieking face. Passing motorists stopped to watch the frightful scuffle which sent dead leaves flying in the autumn wind. But they did not get out of their cars. A neighbor with a shotgun was too late to do anything but kill Saucer, and Cup too. Little Grant Taylor...