Word: sanding
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...soaring rapidly the Akron jerked three sailors so high that they dared not let go. Struggling to keep their grip, they lashed about desperately. On the ground women screamed, men wept, officers shouted, sailors ran around wildly. Then Sailor Edfall shot down like a bag of sand, 150 ft. to his death. Two figures still clung to the end of the swinging ropes. One of these soon...
...their tails, swaying vibrantly back & forth. Then on beyond we made out another great school. ... For perhaps eight or ten minutes this abundant run continued and then, as though a mysterious knell had summoned them back into the depths of the sea, the fish became fewer & fewer on the sand...
...grunion come out on the beaches to spawn. . . . After the female fish has been washed up with a high wave she buries her tail in sand that is light and all but dry. In this position she lays her eggs. The male lies arched beside her ready to fertilize the eggs. It is when the females are struggling to extricate themselves from their half-buried positions that they seem to 'stand on their tails and dance to the rhythm of the surf...
...refused admission to Moscow University in 1922 after demobilization from the Red Army. He then moved to Archangel to be near his father. His first writings were in verse; his first novel, Barsuki (The Badgers) was published in 1925. Other books: Rasskazy (Tales), Golubye Pesky (Blue Sand), Vor (The Thief), Sot (Fodder). In Soviet River the translators have done their somewhat bumpy level best to transcribe Author Leonov's highly poetic but naturalistic style...
...Capy, winner of the 1930 Prix Severine, transplants the stolid peasants of George Sand's pastoral novels to the War-years of 1914-18 and presents them in crisp, classic profile. Madeline of the white skin, Sebastien of the shadowy mustache loved each other, planned to be married. That was before the War. The War forced first the old men, then the women to work the fields, drive wavering plough-furrows through the hard earth. Madeline's white skin and plump cheeks turn weather-brown, her muscles harden. She is admired as the finest woman in the whole village. Sebastien...