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Updated: June 13, 2025
Neville Bendish, who was not even in the thirties, but so near the brink of senile decay as the forties, entered her name once more at the London University School of Medicine, and plunged forthwith into her interrupted studies. Her aim was to spend this summer in reacquiring such knowledge as should prepare her for the October session. And it was difficult beyond her imaginings.
A native of Hampton, still in his thirties, his sharp little nose and twinkling blue eyes proclaimed the wisdom that is born and not made; his stiff hair had a twist like the bristles in the cleaning rod of a gun. He gave Janet the odd impression that he understood her. And she did not understand herself!
Word came that the congressman would be down in a few moments. The captain beguiled the interval by leaning on the rail and regarding the clerk with an awed curiosity that annoyed its object exceedingly. The inspection was still on when a tall man, of an age somewhere in the early thirties, walked briskly up to the desk. "Who is it that wants to see me?" he asked.
Later he went to London where he first came into contact with radio amateurs, while studying Electrical Engineering. After that he went to Belgium. Bill had a knack of picking up languages and when I met him in Athens in the early thirties he spoke at least seven to my knowledge: Russian, Greek, English, French, Italian, Turkish and German. His pronunciation in all them was excellent.
He was a man in the early thirties, graceful and powerful of build, with a handsome face. "It is my husband you wish to see? I am Mrs. Ferris." "Then General Quintard is dead?" His tone was one of surprise. "His death occurred over a year ago, and my husband now owns the Barony; were you a friend of the general's?" "No, Madam; he was my father's friend, but I had hoped to meet him."
My grandmother so they tell me used to sing it in Carolina, in the thirties, accompanying herself on a harp, if you please: "Oh, she loved a bold dragoon, With his broadsword, saddle, bridle." It was in Charleston, I remembered, and the slave-ships used to discharge there in those days.
Then, you are nearer the age of your children as they grow up than if you waited till you were in the late thirties before the children came. If your son or daughter is only twenty-some years younger than you are, you can be "kids" with them. If you are forty years old when they are born, you will always be "old folks" to them. Have the babies when you are young. It is far better so.
He walked over in time to get a table by the open windows, ordered a Glenlivet, and stretched out to enjoy the view of masts in the marina. The trade wind kept up an aluminum chatter, not as nice as the spirit of the bamboo grove, but pleasant in its own way. At the next table, three boat owners in their thirties were drinking, talking story, and laughing loudly.
He was a man somewhere in the later thirties, wearing the velvet jacket, the cascading necktie, the throat-revealing collar, and the overlong hair which the conventions of the theatre have established as the livery of the artist.
When the war broke out, or rather when this country became involved in the war, my friend Smith, at a salary of ten thousand dollars a year, became associated with a staff of engineers brought together into a corporation manufacturing shells. And all before he was barely in his thirties! A young man still, what lies ahead of him can readily be surmised.
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