Word: walnuts
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...with a buxom armful of gently protesting but finally surrendering cornfed, Walnut Valley gal in your arms, to the slow and formal threnody of the waltz, a fellow kind of felt he was of some importance. . . . The tunes tangled in one's dreams for days; and the pressure of a warm hand-and even if it was a little sweaty and sticky it was young and ardent -might easily linger through life...
...York Robert M. Moore, Jr. Kay Morley, Wellesley William S. Moore, Jr. Mary Blackwell, Farmington Berkeley D. More Sue Hoover, Wellesley Charles H. Morin Billie Loftus, Miss Wheelock's Clarendon Mower, Jr. Mary Anderson, Bradford Junior College James A. Murphy, Jr. Helen Eggart, Radcliffe Howard T. Oedel Carolyn Townsend, Walnut Hill School Harry O'Hare Pauline Callahan, Wellesley Shelby H. Page Polly Faulkner, Cambridge William B. Patterson Lee Deming, Smith Ferdinand L. L. Pecci-Blunt Katherine Sands, New York Robert W. Perkins Marjorie Parker, Smith Ray P. Perry Elizabeth Thompson, Pine Manor Richard W. Peters Elinor Peters, Concord Edward...
...never experienced these typical acute attacks. Some of them: a college girl who "was rushed to the operating table so fast she hadn't a chance to impress the surgeon with the fact that she had just been on ... 'a walnut fudge bust' "; a man "who had just had a violent argument with his wife"; several school teachers who "were worn out with fatigue"; a young woman who couldn't digest onions; "one girl who had simply vomited her dinner...
...Like a great walnut cleaned of its meat, it lies there a shell-no timber, no coal, no petroleum, no farm land really farmable." Twenty-five years ago, people first moved in numbers to Breathitt, to cut trees for railroad ties. The hills were stripped, the timber business expired, floods washed the topsoil off the farms."Now one farmer after another has given it- up as a bad job, has even deserted land he owns...
Ladies in Retirement (by Edward Percy & Reginald Denham; produced by Gilbert Miller) gave Broadway its first real shivers of the season. A good, broad-beamed, solid-walnut English melodrama, it mounts from scene to scene toward a fine, dimly lighted, clock-striking-midnight climax in Act III. Though not the most gory or grisly or ghostly of horror plays, it has what most of them lack: an excellent balance of atmosphere, characterization and plot...