Word: brightly
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...however, less firmly impressed upon the mind of the average student is that in costume he must be as Britannic as possible. The statement that a decent coat cannot be cut out of London frequently produces an excellent effect; the exhibition of a large number of samples, chiefly of bright paid patterns, makes a deep impression upon the outer world. The idea that a garment has crossed the ocean gives it a prestige not attainable by other means; and, in speaking of one's winter wardrobe, it is much better, to say "I'm going to send a line...
...pattern of a winter suit should be either an overgrown check or an undersized plaid--on the whole, it would be advisable to procure two or three suits, besides extra trousers, of varied styles. The coloring should be warm. Bright reds, blues, oranges, and yellows give a genial effect to a coat-sleeve; and nobody who was not a gentlemen would ever dare to wear anything of the sort. The coat should be either a very loose sack or a very close-fitting cut-away-- there is nothing meaner than a mean between two elegant extremes. The waistcoat should...
...Pedro harbor fluttered with bunting, resounded with saluting cannon. The U. S. S. Maryland steamed out; first stop Corinto, Nicaragua. When the Hoovers went to their cabin Mrs. Hoover had to admire the first vanity dresser ever installed on a U. S. warship. Mr. Hoover, unpacking, cast a bright eye on his new-bought kit of deep-sea fishing tackle. Watching the lazy Pacific swells some of his first thoughts were about the monster sailfish, amber-jacks, tuna, wahoos, crevalles and yellowtails that live off the coast of Lower California and in the tide-rips from there to Chile...
Stern and ominous though the situation seemed, Dowager Queen Marie was not without words of cheer: "Hasn't Rumania a small, bright star on her horizon?-Our little King Mihai, our tender but lovely hope. He is our symbol, and just because we are a young country and because of our struggles and griefs, what sweeter symbol could we have than a little innocent child, around whom one and all, great and small, rich and poor, unite to guide and help and protect-little Mihai, our King...
Only a man of prodigious historic imagination could picture to himself the entity of Slavic evolution. Centuries before the bright miracle of Bethlehem the Slavs were a nation of lithe, swarthy wanderers who cultivated the land northeast of the Carpathians. Fearfully they turned to dark hills for sullen, reverberating commandments of Perun the Thunderer. Patiently they awaited lustrous benevolences of Dazbog the Sun God. Then their sweating oxen strained over furrows; hives were loud with bees; joyous honeyed mead was brewed in the glades. With the arching zest of dolphins the Slavs plunged in the waters of the Vistula, Pripet...