Word: fur
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...froze solid one night in 1879, he had the snow-decked pines along the river bank festooned with gaily colored lanterns. Mimi made her entrance in a sled carved like a swan. At a signal, all lights except those from a bank of flaming punch bowls were doused, and fur-coated flunkies served up a feast of Parisian delicacies and champagne. To cap the party, a clump of snow-cleared pines was set ablaze, and the guests skated till dawn...
...butts sticking out of black leather holsters. Bearded commando riders shouldered their way in with Sten guns slung on their backs. The flames of a big log fire (it gets cold up here at night) flickered on reckless, sun-wrinkled faces. A pretty woman threw open her white fur coat; round her slim waist was a leather cartridge belt and a bolstered Smith & Wesson...
...climbed into a chartered Polish airplane at Le Bourget, he seemed the symbol of what his French party had become-soft and flabby, and sunk in gloom. To the south, Italy's Palmiro Togliatti hastily scraped together a delegation, stuffed long woolen underwear and his Russian fur cap into a suitcase of a type the Italians call Americana, and hurried off to Moscow...
...Foreigner. A few steps behind walked the new Premier, Malenkov, in a huge black coat with grey fur collar. On his left, in a position of singular honor, strode not a Russian but a foreigner-Premier Chou En-lai of Red China, representing Mao. Flanking them walked the rest of Moscow's hierarchy, and behind them the diplomats and the plenipotentiaries of the satellites-Czechoslovakia's Gottwald, Hungary's Rakosi, Poland's Bierut and others. The procession halted and the pallbearers, headed by Malenkov, gently moved the coffin from the carriage. Silently the new leaders...
...what, when, where" as it reported Christine's gala homecoming. Said the News: "Christine Jorgensen, the lad who became a lady, arrived home from Denmark yesterday, lit a cigarette like a girl, husked 'Hello' and tossed off a Bloody Mary like a guy, then opened her fur coat. Jane Russell has nothing to worry about...