Word: coloring
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...grew without inhibitions. It was fascinated by space, color, the vehement sermons of real-estate sharks and the horticultural efficacy of powdered cow manure. It developed into a new kind of city-a sprawling confederacy of villages, with five branch city halls and 932 identifiable neighborhoods, in which life is dedicated to the sun, the lawn sprinkler and the backyard grill, and in which the swimming pool is the mark of success and distinction...
...those gun-in-back wisecracks, but there's also a human being, Sorrowful Jones, the bookie, reacting to everything around him. It's good, moreover, because Lucille Ball Jerks tears with her smile of love and because the moppet, Mary Jane Sanders, carries off some of the Runyonesque color better than her elders would know how. In sports, "Sorrowful Jones" is sentimental to a fault; in spots, too, it's ridiculous. But Hope and Runyon are mixed in just the right proportions to make a great comedy...
...amber pinnacle of the brewmasters' art and the ice cooled mixture of gin and olive--with just a touch of vermouth. There will be yachts and pennants and drunken old reads and drunken old blues and sports writers will duly notate the proceedings and dutifully record the color of New London on race...
...George VI officially turned 53 last week (his real birthday is Dec. 14). Some 1,500 soldiers of His Majesty's Guards were given a special ration of barley sugar, designed to carry the Guardsmen through the rigorous birthday ceremony (see cut), the first full-dress "Trooping the Color" to be held since 1939. Footguardsmen of the Welsh Guards donned scarlet tunics and towering bearskins, to stand at rigid attention. They were joined by plumed horsemen of the Household Cavalry. To take the salute, the King himself, not yet sufficiently recovered from his leg ailment to ride horseback, drove...
...Mirror turned its front page right-side-up, dropped most of its color, shortened and sharpened its stories, and started screaming like a tabloid. Obedient to Publisher Pinkley's order to "local 'em to death," it began to play up circulation-catching sex, crime and crusading stories with a Los Angeles angle. The Mirror offered $100,000 in rewards to readers who helped solve 20 local murders, exposed a baby-adoption racket, and pursued Rita & Aly from continent to continent with the determined zest of a private eye on a fat expense account. But the tabloid...