Word: willowing
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...willow, titwillow, titwillow.' It is all rather sad. --Columbia Spectator...
...instead of 212°. Guppy fish, tadpoles and flatworms die in it, but mice fed with it seem to get tipsy. It has been found in slightly higher than normal concentration (one part in 4,500) in the Dead Sea, the Great Salt Lake, the sap and wood of willow trees, borax deposits. The hydrogen of honey, coal benzene and kerosene was found comparatively rich in D. But in the Sun's atmosphere only one atom of D in 100,000 of hydrogen appears to be present...
...party at last reached the summit in three ropes of two each. Once on the plateau at the top of the cliff Washburn and Carter decided to make a rush for the summit without waiting for the last rope which had fallen behind due to heavy packs of willow wands and miscellaneous supplies. They left with 35 pounds of climbing rope and extra clothing but no food except for two bars of chocolate. By 11 o'clock the final ridge leading to the summit had been reached and after an hour and a half of difficult rock and snow climbing...
...soon as War Commissar "Klim" saw the over-sized cavalry geldings lumbering into one another and his men swinging wildly at the white willow-root ball, he began to cheer. His own Captain Horovenko, playing No. 1 for the "Red" team after six weeks of teaching, was crowding Mr. Thayer, No. 1 for the "White" team, for individual honors. The West Pointer could hit but Captain Horovenko could ride. The All-Russian "Red" team beat its coach, 5 to 4. Commissar "Klim" congratulated his men hoarsely: "The horses were less efficient than the riders. It was a hard-fought, clean...
Undergraduates are still interested in love, discovered Editor Leach-women approximately twice as much so as men. But: "It is a love of the mind rather than of the senses. . . . They still write about willow trees and the lovers' moon over the meadows, but their moon has no mushy tears in its eyes. . . . Freud has been dethroned. . . . Companionship and sympathetic understanding are the two goals which the new poets are seeking." Wrote a Pennsylvania boy: Do we love the less That our love is quiet? That we find heart-peace Though we miss heart-riot...