Word: dimly
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...dim, windswept palace on a hilltop outside Addis Ababa the Emperor received a New York Herald Tribune correspondent, bulky Hiram Blauvelt, and delivered himself of an interview. The Negus said he was grateful to the British for getting him back his throne; that he was grateful to the U.S. for the help sent in his country's time of distress; that he was glad Ethiopia was joining Britain and the U.S. as one of the world's free countries; that he was still a member of the American Museum of Natural History...
...many of its correspondences, dreams, and borderland apprehensions of a bottomless past, this book has the gooseflesh resonance of a well-made poem, full of dim, sentient suggestions of a religious fatality. Its whole treatment is somber, muted, ardent. As a confused, cryptic painting-a portrait of a personal absorption rather than a public communication -it is moving. Yet, within its arbitrary framework, it convincingly clarifies nothing about destiny...
Stephen Dutton was always considered a very fast man with a dollar - preferably someone else's dollar. But in his prime, in the dim, goldbrick, 0. Henry era of gentle grafters, patent-medicine fakers, conmen and bunco artists, Steve the Swindler was regarded as especially expert in talking himself into funds and out of trouble. He ranked with Grand Central Pete and Paper Collar Joe, who were tops in bilking the rubes; for a time Steve Dutton was partner of the old master, Perrin Sumner, who was known in the Gay '90s as The Great American Identifier...
...Laughter. No first-rate U. S. writer since Walt Whitman has spent so much time just sitting and listening to people talk-drummers, race-track touts, rivermen, politicos, farmers, railroaders, tramps, trulls and small-town merchants. Since Whitman stood ";there in the fragrant pines and the cedars dusk and dim," few U. S. writers have been so conscious of the physical body of mid-American earth, its mountainous musculature, its pumping rivers, the chokingly hot or numbingly cold prairies whose distance envelops the lonely villages and their lonely people like night. No poet since Whitman gave such authentic voice...
...once been a traffic problem, "scorchers" on bicycles were called a public menace. The last gold sovereigns of England sang on the counters of World War I. Most revealing of all was the history of city lighting: after centuries of blackness, a slow, fuliginous dawn of lanterns and dim cressets, then mirrored lamps and gas, then the star-destroying terrors of electricity, then the icy twitching of neon; and now, suddenly, the starlit darkness, as profound as that of Norman times...