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Word: snow (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1930-1939
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...this season of the year that the Vagabond first feels cramped and unhappy, feels a nostalgia which will completely overcome him late in February when there is no Yale game, no Christmas recess to break an unending monotony. When he thinks of snow covered firs, lakes bound in dark green shimmering ice, among the low rolling hills, and a certain Louis Seize drawing room where a joyful terrier momentarily basks before a crackling hickory fire, he wonders dimly how he will endure humdrum Cambridge till June. At this point in his cogitation he wanders absently to the punch bowl...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Student Vagabond | 11/14/1932 | See Source »

...five forty-five a.m., still dark and cold after a three inch fall of snow during the night...

Author: By Arthur L. Fuller. jr., | Title: Old Cadet Describes Hectic Routine of Daily Life at U.S. Military Academy | 11/5/1932 | See Source »

Immediately windows are closed with a bang and lights flash on all over barracks. The plebes (first year men) have started to dream. Gradually more lights wink on over the snow covered area until at three minutes of six every light in barracks is on. It requires a piehe ten minutes to dress, while an upperclassman can do it in two minutes...

Author: By Arthur L. Fuller. jr., | Title: Old Cadet Describes Hectic Routine of Daily Life at U.S. Military Academy | 11/5/1932 | See Source »

...black clouds scudded overhead. Startled, I hastily turned toward the edge of the Park where my bunch was to have met me. I hadn't come a quarter of a mile before the blizzard let loose. It was as though the whole country had been blotted out. The snow cut at my face and I couldn't keep my eyes open. I ran into trees and fell over roots. Finally, I fired my rifle into the air three times. I nearly jumped out of my boots when I heard three answering shots, so close they seemed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Hunters Trapped | 10/31/1932 | See Source »

...sixty years after, to see the deserted dining hall, cramped Sanders Theatre, the squalid ruin of false tiffany. For the Vagabond sees only the frost-blushed ivy on a fine full day in the dawnlight, remembers only the inspiring sight of the citadel lighted blue green by moonlight and snow, and he rejoices in his retreat...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Student Vagabond | 10/29/1932 | See Source »

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