Word: brilliant
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Last week he rode through Dublin's hot streets behind an escort of Free State cavalry, brilliant in blue and saffron full-dress uniforms with orange plumes in their helmets. At the castle yard a battalion of infantry, in green, saluted him. Officers with drawn swords led him upstairs to St. Patrick's Hall where waited President de Valera. Minister Owsley made a little prepared speech. The Free State President launched into a speech entirely in Gaelic, not a word of which did Minister Owsley understand. "Cead mille failte," cried de Valera, meaning "a hundred thousand welcomes." When the strange...
...Manhattan, sturdy little Jose Iturbi. by now accepted as a first-class conductor as well as a brilliant pianist, mounted a podium in the floodlighted Lewisohn Stadium, led the Philharmonic-Symphony expertly through the Star-Spangled Banner, Wagner's rousing overture to Die Meistersinger, Beethoven's Fifth Symphony, three dances from De Falla's Three-Cornered Hat and, with Violinist Albert Spalding, the Mendelssohn Concerto. As usual, aged Adolph Lewisohn, donor of the Stadium and a patron of the concerts, made a little speech. So did peppery, music-loving Mayor Fiorello Henry LaGuardia. Hooted and booed by radicals...
Events like these kept the crowds, biggest at a British Open Golf Championship in years, so busy at Muirfield last week that no one paid much attention to a short, stoutish man named Alfred Perry, who kept himself busy winning the tournament. After a brilliant 69 in the first round, a creditable 144 at the halfway point, Perry equalled the Muirfield course record of 67 made by Walter Hagen in winning the Open of 1929. A 75 would have won for Perry after that. Instead, after just missing the putt that would have given him an all-time Open...
Unfortunately these boys are just as bad on polo as they are on fishing; worse, because fishing is a sleepy sort of sport indulged in by genteel old philosophers who like to go off into the woods by themselves, while polo is probably the most public, most brilliant and most spectacular game you can play...
Indeed, "One Light Burning" casts a spell of unreality over its willing reader. Paradoxically enough the spell is made more potent by realistic descriptions of the people and the surroundings. The account of Andrew's expedition wandering in the frozen wastes of Russia in search of a brilliant philosopher, who at times seems to become an illusion, a product of fevered imaginations, and the story of Sandy's slow degeneracy are perhaps unsurpassed by any realistic novelist. But it is the motivation of the characters which makes this novel outstanding...