Word: bleakly
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Sandy Nininger was a gentle boy, not one with an urge for heroics. Sandy was a friend of beauty. He loved poetry: his father once caught him reading Baudelaire in French, and chided him for it. He wrote secretly. He loved music: at West Point he hated the bleak life-drill, drill, drill-and tried to relieve it by organizing concerts. Last May he persuaded Helen Jepson to give a Sunday afternoon recital at the Academy. When he graduated last June he remarked that the first thing he wanted to do with his new pay was to buy a gramophone...
...sheep-a modest increase indeed, Bell thought, considering that young pigs were usually produced by the dozen, kittens and puppies by the half dozen. If sheep were only one-sixth as prolific as pigs, the poverty of his shepherd neighbors, who grazed their flocks among Nova Scotia's bleak hills, would be greatly relieved...
...stood up and stretched. It was all over, for another four months. No more last minute frenzies. No more sleeping between three and eight a.m. No more sessions in a bleak lecture hall with a blank-lined page in front of him, and a great blank void in his mind. It was a relief to finish any exam, but after this last one he could really afford to look ahead. He drew himself a luxuriant picture of days doing nothing, lingering, over breakfast, lazing through the morning, coffee and magazines in the common room after lunch and again after dinner...
Somewhere along the bleak caravan routes the Kazak leaders had heard of a fabulous, rich and peaceful land to the south. In a place called India, the rumor ran, they could live quietly, with plenty of grass for their flocks. Turning his back on China, the Kazak's sturdy, 40-year-old chieftain Ali Yas Khan led the remnants of the tribe south...
Sibelius: Tapiola (Boston Symphony Orchestra, Sergei Koussevitzky conduct ing; Victor; 4 sides). The Finnish bard's bleak saga of his native forests, sturdily recounted by the Bostonians...