Word: thickets
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Counterfire. From the Post's editorial page last week, Wechsler took dead'aim at Carter's thicket and laid down his counterfire. Said Wechsler: "If he is saying that things are bad all over and that Southern prejudice has Northern parallels, we are disposed to agree . . . [But Carter] is really suggesting that we avert our eyes from the Southland because evil things also occur up North, just as the apologists for Soviet tyranny tell us we dare not attack their slave-system until we have ended oppression in Dixie...
John Marin, 76-year-old dean of U.S. watercolorists, opened his paragraph bravely enough, but his description dwindled off into a thicket of punctuation dashes. "The good picture- No one wonders at more than the one who created it. Made-with an inborn instinct,-in which time begets an awareness -and these periods of awareness are- The-red letter-days in the Creator's life...
...through the decline of an aristocratic family. But Author Williams' Currains are haunted by a unique skeleton in the plantation closet: it seems that Papa Currain, long since dead, "like a young torn turkey on the prowl, lightly dandling a hedge wench named Lucy Hanks in some hidden thicket ... had fathered Abraham Lincoln's mother...
...blew the house down, yanked Beebe out of the basement, 30 feet in the air, and carried him 200 yards due east. Wright was borne 40 feet aloft with "a lot of timber" which battered and scratched him. He landed some 300 yards away in a wild plum thicket. After the storm had passed, bewildered cattle stood bellowing, boards and sticks driven into their sides. Only the concrete jail remained intact. In the town's crumpled ruins, Wright and Beebe and other survivors found 16 dead and dying...
...Chamberlain was no appeaser in those days; besides, there are few on Andros, even today, who have actually seen a chickcharney (first cousin to a leprechaun). Some time ago a native awoke in a thicket at sunrise, after a rum-soaked night, and saw them by the thousands at their morning ritual-carrying snakes to hundreds of tiny cauldrons on the beach, anointing their supple bodies with snake oil, dressing themselves each with an almond leaf in front and an almond leaf behind, and swinging off through the trees like tiny Tarzans to hunt game with bows & arrows...