Word: soiling
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...guarded, Patrick said in a message to Irishmen: "Everyone who knows Irishmen likes them. They like a joke and are always ready for a bit of fun. Your attachment to the Throne is proverbial and I am delighted to have this opportunity of seeing it myself on your own soil...
...melody was being produced by the rapid fluctuations of wind-pressure." The mystery and his solution make Sir Richard "wonder whether such an effect can ever have occurred in Nature-a broken bamboo stem, for example, partially obstructed at its windward end, and so shielded by vegetation, soil, etc., as to produce a pressure difference between its open ends? The effect of elaborate melodies thus produced without human intervention would be highly magical and suggestive...
...this year on the Irish Free State's string. Outstanding jumper from Ireland was Shannon Power, a 5-year-old chestnut gelding, winner of the $1,000 International Military Sweepstakes. As a 4-year-old-the bones of Irish horses develop early, thanks to limestone in their native soil-Shannon Power (named after a power-house on the Shannon river) won the Davis Cup at Toronto last year, starred in other international contests. His rider, small curly-haired Captain Daniel J. Corry of the Irish Free State Army, takes special pride in his own jumping pony. First Attempt...
...vote, amongst my neighbors and friends. . . . I have never gone so far away nor remained so long, except during the great War and the Presidency, that the homing instinct has not carried me back every year to sink more deeply the roots of my being in the fertile soil of California's spiritual and cultural life. . . . When. sooner or later, the time arrives which permits me to do so, I propose to return to my home at Palo Alto to live with my fellow Cailfornians...
...from the first seeding. In March a biting frost swept through the Panhandle, nipped his young sprouts. Then came fierce storms which pelted his fields with hail, knocking the kernels from their soft sheaves. Cutworms invaded his empire, devouring life-giving roots. Long, hot, cloudless weeks baked his rich soil until surviving stalks of wheat withered and died. When harvest time came most of his silver combines and tractors remained in his sheds. Only 3,000 acres had a crop worth reaping. They yielded but 11 bu. per acre...