Word: slow
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...teach the girls sense," and to raise vegetables for the table. By 1918 people had given enough money to build an auditorium. Later Governor Catts of Florida and Vice President Coolidge spoke at the dedication. A knowledge of these things added interest, for the clubwomen, to the competent, slow speech of Mrs. Bethune. And she further interested them because, with her big comfortable body, big lips, slow voice, wise eyes, she sprang from that type of Negress which made such superlative nurses for the sons of neat white women- before these white women took up "social service...
...reliable as Hubbard's. 'There will undoubtedly be more such denials and counter-denials, and the good intentions of Harvard's former tackle will be submerged in a flood of angry publicity which will lead nowhere. "Dirty" football cannot be proved by individual opinion and accusation, by slow movies, or any other such method, because there is always another, and equally good side to the question. The only judge who is competent to accuse and condemn a player or a team for dirty football is the referee. He is there to prevent infringement of the rules. He is neither...
...someone was asking about my recipes. . . . King Edward, now, was fond of your Virginia ham. I never baked it. I used to boil it slow, so it was almost steamed. You know the year of the ham, and you soak it a short time or a long one, depending on whether it's a good year or not. Then you tie it up in a cloth like a pudding. It's very good cooked in beer, too, just a little beer, and steamed. Then when it's done-no sauce-just pour some plain champagne...
...emotional background are tracked down in hurried asides. Yet such episodes, and much apparently meaningless detail-such as a sonnet composed on a challenge in two and one-half minutes -come into focus sooner or later. The total effect is vivid, clear and all the stronger for its slow fusing...
...pack animals." I was going to be gay with the remark that I had some camels, but remembered myself in time to forget it. Alone then but for ourselves we continued our slow climb. I had never been so high before except once at Revere Beach and that time old Aunt Kate took me to the top of the Woolworth Building. And yet here I was high above the waters of Champlain, working my way even higher. And then it snowed, snowed with the fury of ten unhappy children and a spanked grand-child...