Word: wreathes
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...enclosing herewith a cutting from one of them growing in our garden. This particular shrub has been blooming almost continuously for the past six years. Botanically, the "Crown of Thorns" belongs to the Poinsettia family. There are at least two legends about this plant: 1 ) The wreath referred to in Matthew 27:29, was platted with cuttings from it: 2) it will not bloom if tended by wicked persons. From its structure, I can readily believe the first to have been true. As to the second, my wife and the children take care of all the plants in our garden...
...gentlemen supported the trailing bridal veil of antique Brussels lace, priceless and some 20 feet long. Instead of a wreath, Princess Isabelle wore a bridal circlet of diamonds. Carrying a missal instead of a bouquet, and leaning on the arm of her father Prince Pierre, she led the royal procession in which walked 54 princes and princesses...
...York, who are also contributing two seventeenth-century flower paintings showing the Dutch tradition as practiced in England and France. Arthur Edwin Bye, of Philadelphia, is lending both a monumental Van Huysum and a canvas of unusual historic interest, containing a medallion by Van Dyck enclosed in a flower wreath by "Velvet" Breughel...
...wounded him at the time of the peace conference.† But "Tiger" Clémenceau was the antithesis of "Papa" Joffre. The Marshal was in France unquestionably the best beloved hero of the entire War. Last week would even a single deputy refuse to join in laying a harmless wreath of words upon the tomb of JOFFRE? The eulogy ended with this moving appeal by Oldest Deputy Sibille: "May there be no use of language that would wound others or inject hatred!" There was no such use. Silently nearly all the Socialist deputies, all the Communist deputies, abstained from voting...
...prize (a watch) was awarded to one M. F. for some verses entitled "David, Aged Four." Christmas is a bitter day For mothers who are poor; The wistful eyes of children Are daggers to endure. . . . My purse is full of money, But I cannot buy a toy; Only a wreath of holly For the grave of my little boy. Well known to Tower readers are Colyumist Adams' hobbies and hates, which he sets forth each Saturday in a Pepys-style diary of the week. Hobbies are tennis, poker, pool, old songs, anagrams, Latin verse, his farm at Westport, Conn...