Word: tree
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...house of the Garfield period in Portland, Me., a dead tree, and a brick wall, all uninteresting objects from an artistic point of view, can make a most expressive picture is well shown in a painting by Edward Hopper, which has been done quite recently...
...graduates may be instituted at Harvard if enough men signify their interest in the formation of a team. All men who have had experience in the game or any other swimmers who want to learn it should report to R. C. Muir, the University swimming instructor, at the Big Tree Swimming Pool. Until after mid-years he will give instruction in the sport to anyone reporting between 2 and 6 o'clock on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays...
...before Christmas, while his son, John Coolidge. moved about Washington in a voluminous coonskin coat, and while Mrs. Coolidge did final wrappings and adjustments (there were five White House Christmas trees to trim), the President worked away in his office. Late in the afternoon he began dictating the speech he will deliver to the Pan-American Congress in Havana .next fortnight. After dark, he joined Mrs. Coolidge and drove to Sherman Square, behind the Treasury Building. Thousands of Washingtonians awaited them. While motors tooted and church bells rang and the Marine Band played Cantique de Noël, the President touched...
...Luray, Va., just before Christmas, a tree dropped a large branch on the head of one Fannie Broyles. Fannie Broyles fell down and lay very still. Her relatives found her, took her home, enclosed her body in a casket, took the casket to church, stood near it, sang funeral hymns. Before these had been finished, Fannie Broyles opened her eyes for one brief second. Soon she opened them again, waggled her hand and got out of her coffin. Afraid of being buried while alive, she had completely recovered from the blow that had stunned...
...Chevy Chase, Md., a large ram "with long, sharp horns" spied a Mrs. Arthur N. Presmont. He bounded toward her, butted her. Mrs. Arthur N. Presmont ran away as rapidly as possible. The ram followed her, again butted her. Mrs. Arthur N. Presmont ran around a tree; the ram followed her, twice butted her. At last the crew of a passing automobile truck came to restrain the ram. Bruised & exhausted, Mrs. Presmont said: "I was terrified. But its a glorious good thing...