Word: snow
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...England scenes he drops the Impressionist method, but holds to its spirit, always painting light and color in the open air. For his winter pictures he has devised a tiny movable shack so that he can work in the snow fields in the coldest weather...
Three hundred and sixty four days out of the year, the word Dartmouth brings to mind the charming jumble of dirty corduroys, of snow statues, of large D's on green chests, of things, in fact, that belong to a race apart, a far cry from the Harvard man's conception of Harvard men. During the next twenty-four hours alone will Dartmouth men appear comprehensible; for after the game there comes Hanover. In its first real game, Harvard therefore welcomes today the continuation of a friendly rivalry, and the brief opportunity to observe the Dartmouth man freed...
...campus is decorated as it is at no other time during the year. A large, well-sculptured statue of ice, generally of some revered son of Dartmouth, stands at a prominent spot on the campus. The fraternities also take great pains to brighten their thresholds with ice and snow sculptures, many of which are electrically illuminated, so that in general a holiday air prevails...
...festivities the famous coronation of the Queen of the Carnival is held. A large castle is erected on the golf course. Beneath it is the specially-made figure-skating rink, where an exhibition later takes place. Fireworks of all descriptions are exploded, and with a background of white snow the effect is one of unrivalled beauty. Then follows the storming of the castle by King Winter and his court of skiers and the ceremonies of the evening swing under...
...different nations, of relieving "1,250,000 Greek, 1,000,000 Russian, 300,000 Armenian and some tens of thousands of Assyrian, Assyro-Chaldean, Bulgarian and Turkish refugees." When Death came for him suddenly in 1930 at 69, Fridtjof Nansen, tall and spare as ever but his hair snow white, was sitting in his garden, thinking thoughts that no biographer can ever tell...