TO MRS. WILLIAM THAW Boston, December 6th, 1898.
There is, however, so little precipitation that snow does not accumulate on the surface to form glaciers, the summer's sun having warmth enough to thaw what falls in the winter.
Gabriel felt a thaw deep within him, one fed by the hope that arguing over her sweaters was the worst they'd face from here on out.
She was gradually accepting his touch, a subtle sign of a thaw she probably didn't realize she was doing.
She saw the thaw from the cactus daring anyone to touch him to the man she'd spoken to on the phone.
TO MRS. WILLIAM THAW 37 Concord Avenue, Cambridge, Mass., December 2, 1896. ...It takes me a long time to prepare my lessons, because I have to have every word of them spelled out in my hand.
She was made assistant in ethnology at the Peabody Museum in 1882, and received the Thaw fellowship in 1891; was president of the Anthropological Society of Washington and of the American Folk-Lore Society, and vice-president of the American Association for the Advancement of Science; and, working through the Woman's National Indian Association, introduced a system of making small loans to Indians, wherewith they might buy land and houses.
It was frozen, but it would soon thaw in this heat.
I have had a letter from Mrs. Thaw with regard to the possibility of doing something for these children.
I had previously seen the snakes in frosty mornings in my path with portions of their bodies still numb and inflexible, waiting for the sun to thaw them.