Word: tree
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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There were doubts. GOPoliticos, sensing that this was the Last Call, were taking one more slow, careful look around the field. With the big Willkie tree fallen in the forest, a vast area had been cleared away. Much of Tom Dewey's strength had come from Old Guard Republican leaders determined to beat Willkie at any cost. They had used Tom Dewey as a parking place while they beat Willkie. But if they parked too long, Policeman Dewey would tag them. The politicos pondered; and the path for a dark horse was by no means closed...
Laden Family Tree. To those who sneer at First Families-a group that includes most of Lev's well-trounced political opponents-a Saltonstall is open game. The family tree is conspicuously laden with riches and dignity. Saltonstalls have been as prominent as their long noses and lantern jaws, as far back as their carefully kept genealogies go-21 generations back, to Thomas de Saltonstall in 1343 in Yorkshire, England...
Most apiarists have supposed that bees thrive only on nectar, but a Soviet bee student, E. Arefyeff of the Maikop Agricultural Research Station, thought of trying them on other foods. He fed them nectar, laced with essences of fruits, fruit-tree leaves, aromatic grasses like mint. The honeyed results were pleasing. Fruit-fed bees produced honey rich in vitamin C; mint-fed bees gave honey that had pleas ant fragrance as well as taste...
...turned up in the city of Itabaiana. Now he had disciples. They built a temple. Coming into a town, they would hang an image of Christ on a tree, kneel in prayer, lift the image aloft and triumphantly enter the town to the chorus of litanies. Antonio Conselheiro's sermons were barbarous and terrifying, clownish but dreadful, compounded of visions, prophecies, dogmatic counsels, delivered in a dull monotone, with downcast eyes, suddenly interrupted when he turned his eyes on his listeners and hypnotized them with his intensity. He preached...
...there are touches, tender beyond the reach of invention. A boy who has withdrawn from the fight stands by a tree, exhausted, pinching the bridge of his nose. A young man holds gauze to his shot mouth and retires from the battle with precisely the hunched, half-stumbling gait of an athlete taken out of a game. There are two moments of greatness: the slow, tentative wading ashore of the relief troops on the fourth day (no camera recorded the slaughter of 300 to 400 on the second); the faces of the marines as they watch the flag rise...