Word: ways
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Perhaps Dick Harlow taught the boys more than they could digest in the way of open football. Fundamentals were not neglected in the first three weeks of practice, but these fundamentals were not in evidence Saturday. If Harlow taught much of the blocking by using the new mirrors, then the mirrors ought to be scrapped-- gently, though, because it's bad luck to break mirrors...
...California to Guaymas with pauses for dredging, diving, fishing. Although it begins with an account of Beebe's sensational discovery that there are snipefish on both the east and west coasts of the U. S.-a discovery whose exact scientific importance escapes the lay reader-it quickly gives way to discussions of Mr. Beebe's first deep-sea fishing, a comparison of the flight of pelicans and cormorants, a spirited defense of vultures and well-chosen excerpts from the works of other naturalists. One of these, Dr. L. H. Matthews' description of the mating habits...
...because in the absence of her husband she runs the household. Waiting for the birth of her fifth child, she watches over her three sons and her gentle, intuitive daughter, takes no nonsense from anybody: "Nonsense and a trouble," she thinks, "but it had to go on. No other way of living if you wanted to walk to your grave cloaked in the English life...
Looking through an opening in the vast cloud of cosmic dust that fills the Milky Way System, Harlow Shapley. Director of the Harvard College Observatory, has discovered a staggering total of about 6,000 now galaxies, each composed of thousands of millions of stars and suns...
Last night the Vagabond sat in his New room and reminisced. As idle driblets of thought and kaleidoscopic memories wafted their feather-like way through his brain, his gaze drifted around the many walls which encircle his new penthouse cubicle. Before him the desk, the calendar, the typewriter. Well enough; they had been so in the past. And there was the Falstaffian old leather Morris chair with its spinster companion, the ever slightly drunken bridge lamp, leaning confidentially over its shoulder--looking the same as ever. But will the old combination still breed the same pleasant spawn of thoughts...