Word: shallowing
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...company along the Florida edge of the broad Atlantic from Miami southward to the Florida keys. There, while his hosts sipped ices under the southern sun, Mr. Beebe dropped, under the shield of a glass-windowed helmet, to see what he could see swimming at the bottom of the shallow...
...other water is an enormous shallow bay, spread like a thin shield across the North of Canada. Into this grey harbor also Hudson sailed; and here, after spending a winter on its frozen shore, he stayed to watch his ship, manned by a mutiny, putting back for England, leaving him and two companions to drown or freeze or starve. It is idle and unpleasant to imagine how the tireless captain accomplished death; it is possible, though, to imagine him as he must have looked, sitting in a small boat, listening to the slap of water on its gunwale, watching...
...happened as arranged. At an early hour on Sunday morning, just late enough to miss the Sunday morning papers and in time to give the reporters a full day to write a florid account of the event for Monday's packets, Mlle. Roseray waded into a small and shallow Central Park pond, splashed. A man dashed, fully garbed, toward the floundering female, who struggled away from him through the broken ice. "Mister, Mister, let me alone," she cried, but eventually permitted herself to be taken to the Lexington Avenue Hospital. Here, Mlle. Roseray was treated by a Dr. Martin...
...which dogs, all over the world, engage, seldom coincide with the equally enigmatic but less obscure adventures to which men direct their attention. Yet, at each end of the earth, a bone is buried. And for this bone, with equal ardour, under a sky that is like a shallow bell of cold and darkly irridescent glass, across terraced and interminable lawns of snow, men and dogs scramble together. Last week, Richard E. Byrd, famed aviator, spoke of his proposed South Polar expedition. Said he: "I shall take three airplanes and 100 dogs...
...demimondaines who imagine that their dreary chirpings, their horrid -amusements bear a close resemblance to the more graceful if less temperate indiscretions of the immortal Ninon. The history of her long and erratic career (1615-1705) is well recounted by Author Austin, without evidence of vast research, in his shallow, swift running style. He regards her misdemeanors with a sympa- thetic eye, is careful to point out that her liaisons often cooled to life-long friendships. Well he describes her receiving, in the convent to which she had been temporarily remanded by the Queen of France, a visit from...