Word: ebonics
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Across the face of civilization, the shadows of ever changing ages cast kaleidoscopic patterns. Now it is the golden shadow of Romanticism blending into the rose of Humanism, now the purple of Classicism rising to the emerald of Idealism only to deepen into the ebon hue of Realism; then all the shadows intermingle to tremble back and forth across the mind of man, to influence man's living, to influence, perhaps his death...
Negro Composer William Grant Still's dull, pretentious Ebon Chronicle followed, then Van Phillips' saucy, syncopated fugue called Thank You, Mr. Bach and a harp solo of the St. Louis Blues by World's Hottest Harpist Casper Reardon. Biggest hit of the day was All Points West by Rodgers & Hart. Here, against a tragic throbbing of strings and weird wind effects, Baritone Raymond Middleton Jr. called trains, recited the cynical, sentimental, sniggering thoughts of a train announcer, was unexpectedly shot by a stray bullet...
...more serious occasions, had purposely neglected the sick and the healers until the last moment, knowing that neither group had any confidence in him; yet his sense of duty precipitated him into the room... As the doctors and nurses were leaving the laboratory, Professor Liovarn turned to an ebon wall. "Dequuro," he cried, "you have ruined by experiment. I would have continued until the brat did a figure eight around the poles; but my assistants sacrifice an experiment in the normal when they hear there is an eruption. You, you don't belong." Fascinated, the Vagabond returned, prepared to hear...
...cowled in black stooped under the lintel and strode into the chamber, followed by a waddling friar and--was it a dog? The Vagabond eyed the Beast fearfully, the hound-like body, the leathery gray hide maculate with patches of glinting hairs, the beak, the swinging pink teats, its ebon Veneficium of Amor between almond eyes. The Beast slunk to the hearth where the Franciscan had established himself comfortably. "Be thou not afraid," the Holy Man intoned softly. "We are of the World Spirit, to comfort such as thou." Further events the Vagabond shall never recall clearly...
...President of the Council of Ministers," he replied, raising an ebon eyebrow and flicking the ash from his latest U. S. cigaret, "as President of the Council it is necessary for me to smoke the Régie. I smoke...