Word: crisping
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...recurred in a cycle. But the streamlined look of the girl playing the sports has continually progressed. By 1928 the red serge bloomers were well above the knee, and a few years later red pleated shorts trimmed the players' figures. At present simple white tennis dresses gives a clean, crisp look to the gym classes...
...wholesome passion of a clean-cut Ladd (Alan) for a Good Woman (Brenda Marshall). The complicating fact is that Brenda is married to Alan's old friend (Robert Preston). But Preston develops a taste for too much liquor, too many women and two evil companions (Donald Crisp and Frank Faylen...
...Century Akershus Fortress reverberated with laughter and deep-throated Scandinavian singing. The guests -97 ministers, generals, diplomats and politicians of Sweden, Denmark and Norway-toasted each other and their countries. Gay as any was the host, Norway's Foreign Minister Halvard Lange. Yet in his pocket crackled a crisp piece of paper, a note from Soviet Russia. The Soviet ambassador had delivered it just as Lange was leaving for the state dinner...
...right. The hero, that usually indestructible character, blunders into a hopeless jam and ends his days being squeezed into a fine aspic by the pressure in 100 fathoms of water. The heroine marries the villain in a fit of pique after her uncle has been burned to a crisp by the hero. Her life with the villain is very unhappy and she soon dies spouting cliches in the arms of the hero. The villain alone is the only one able to maintain his aplomb and he winds up with all the goodies...
Sleeping Field. Last week his Country Flavor Editorial Service sent out a quiet piece that illustrated what he meant. Wrote Pearson: "Go to an open ridge on a sunny, crisp January afternoon when the snow blanket is deep and drink of the beauty on white hills. Earth lies patiently sleeping . . . Above walls and fences sumacs hold scraggly arms with faded, brown-flame candles . . . Winter birds call from the groves; regal cock pheasants stalk along the hedgerows with their meek ladies. This is the heart of winter . . . but in the tightly wrapped buds is assurance of the Great Promise...