Word: dark
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...inland States, with dark hints of air raids: "Adequate defense means that for the protection not only of our coasts but also of our communities far removed from the coast we must keep any potential enemy many hundreds of miles from our continental limits...
...Post-Dispatch disagreed, so the result of his frequent protracted absences was inevitable, though long delayed. Tedious hours of poring over the finely printed technical briefs in the Madison, Wis. oil case overtaxed Paul Anderson's eyes last week, he said, and he had to remain in a dark room three days. Post-Dispatch Managing Editor Oliver Kirby ("O. K.") Bovard phoned from St. Louis several times, could not locate Mr. Anderson's dark room, angrily but reluctantly fired...
...ahead slowly, was adjudged by Manhattaniles last week to be very near the real McCoy. The paintings on view were mostly done before his first successful Paris exhibition a year ago: small landscapes and still-lifes, drawn to look like what they are supposed to be, but designed in dark tone patterns as abstract as anything surrealist. Against straight surrealism Artist Tal-Coät has set his face. Says he: "Surrealists and modern abstractionists run the risk of producing nothing but a series of colored symbols." Rumored to be a protege of Gertrude Stein...
Though it has no ghost, Boundary Against Night has almost everything else- spies, detectives, a conspiracy hatched after dark in a deserted church; 3 mad philosopher who sees the coming of complete moral darkness over the earth; a blind hero; a section devoted to Boston during the police strike (which appears from this account a bigger show than the French Revolution) ; a mass of characters, largely Irish, drawn about equally from the police and the underworld; returned soldiers, as embittered as they are eloquent; three suicides, a rape, a robbery and a final thundering climax in which a crazy policeman...
...sighs to her handsome vis-a-vis, "why do you suppose the moon is always bigger on Saturday night?," a million understanding shopgirl hearts sigh with her. And when, temporarily exalted to a swank Manhattan penthouse, Joan looks over the parapet at the twinkling city, "piled up against the dark," many a less lyric lass wishes that she, too, might sometime be so pent...