Word: darked
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...thought of the pilots -tired, wounded perhaps, running low on gas while they searched the shadowy sea for their carriers. Then he made his decision: "Turn on the lights." Instantly, on his orders, the ocean blazed with glowing beacons. Many a pilot who otherwise would have crashed into the dark ocean was saved. And Vice Admiral Marc Andrew Mitscher, who won his own wings in 1916, had won the passionate admiration of Navy pilots everywhere...
...following usages are a must for anyone handling the Elizabeth Short case. . . . What are the police? Baffled, hard-pressed, grim-faced, tightlipped. What is the victim? Beautiful, dark-haired, pretty. . . . What sort of crime is it? Fiendish. How was the body mutilated? Horribly. . . . What are members of the victim's family? Grief-stricken. When they are not baffled, hard-pressed, grim-faced or tightlipped, what are the police? Desperate. What is the public at large? Shocked. What does the killer face? The greatest man hunt in Los Angeles history...
...been the guiding spirit ever since. Today, as Health Minister, he cannot exercise direct control, but remote control is good enough. Energetic Jennie Lee, his dark-haired wife, is a Tribune director, and many a friendly tea at their house could pass for an editorial conference. Other directors: bright, up-&-climbing Michael Foot, leftish M.P., and Patricia Strauss, wife of another founder who is now under secretary of transport...
Somewhat more modestly, Miss Kerr will very soon be exposed to U.S. cinemaddicts. The exposure is a clever little British-made melodrama about Nazi spies in Ireland called The Adventuress (Eagle-Lion; English title: I See a Dark Stranger). Whatever the result of this more critical encounter, few who see her can miss the fact that Cinemactress Kerr carries The Adventuress as effortlessly as a hat box. Almost nobody at all will miss the fact that Cinemactress Kerr looks like everything Englishmen mean when they become lyrical about roses. Given this primary stuff that stars are made...
...sundown the gals come a-pourin out of the woods for the frolic like ants out of an old log when t'other end's afire. [Then] an old Hardshell preacher* come a-walkin in out of nowhar in the dark, with his mouth mortised into his face in a shape like a mule's hoof, heels down. . . . Like all Hardshells, he was dead agin women and lovely sounds and motions and dancin and cussin and kissin. [But] the whiskey part of the frolic he had nothin agin...