Word: clouding
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Hindenburg snorted. Mussolini bellowed. They charged, wallowed together in a choking cloud of dust. Baldwin, Coolidge and Poincare chewed their cuds, mooed stolidly as Hindenburg and Mussolini were led back to the stalls from which they had escaped to battle. Tourists, visiting last week the late summer cattle fair at Frauenfeld, Switzerland, noted as "quaint" the immemorial custom by which local farmers name annually their prize cattle after world famous...
...electricity). He ended by predicting "revolutionary" scientific discoveries in a spirit-world that surrounds the one we know. "Mercifully, things are screened from us that we may go about our business and do our daily work. That is our job for a time. . . but . . . we are surrounded by a cloud of witnesses and a company of helpers in a marvelous spiritual world." Unlike his radio lecture of 32 years ago, Sir Oliver's remarks were unaccompanied by a demonstration; but for a decade he has been investigating, preaching spiritism and the elevation of mankind...
...oceans again, to shed life's monotony at last by sailing a flaming ship into a towering waterspout. There is much overwritten "psychology" in the book, but also much sensitive color-the reflection of a ripple crossing a ship's eager figurehead like a smile; a cloud of gulls "flickering like white flames" over brown glebe. The sea-lore is strong and spacious. Author Jesse, a grandniece of the late Lord Tennyson, has sailed many an ocean between spells of being a London literary celebrity and Crown servant...
...Post at the time of his death," he would have been the greatest landscape artist of any period or people." The pictures that he painted with such stormy concentration were usually as tranquil as twilight. Brown cows sunk in August meadows, fly-twitching, drowsily browsing; sheep streaming, grey blurs, cloud-patterned, home over a hill to a fold of peaceful and fleecy sleep; valleys folded in mist, green V's in the breast-hollow of a hill-range, ponds lying like shields at sunset, fishing boats blown out of shimmer to the white shadow of a cliff patched...
...Presidential catch, 14 inches long, approximating three pounds, was clicked over the telegraph. The fish had been caught on the hook of a trailer from Native Otis' boat, much to the surprise of the President. At the press conference it was supposed that the President would lift the cloud concerning the species and dimensions of his fish. He did not. Five days later, the President caught singlehanded a six pound bass on a troll line, and five brook trout with trusty bamboo pole and juicy angle worms-rain, high wind, notwithstanding...