Word: gazing
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...himself of virtue. But the villainous-looking Judge fools everybody by turning up with a truly great Western heart about the end of Act II, and reconciling the two lovers. As the final curtain steals down, the heroine pats her boy lover on his curly noddle, fixes an intent gaze on Row M, chants mystically, "Life is all a great joke...
...Leonebel Jacobs went to China; last week in Manhattan she exhibited the faces of certain ladies and gentlemen few westerners have looked upon. The deposed Empress of the Manchus looks out under a headdress of cultured, decadent and nameless flowers. Prince Pu, with European hair, has the clear intelligent gaze of a Pekinese. There is Hsuan Tung, a petal-faced youth, the deposed Emperor; others, in stiff silk, noblemen, princes, knights. Mrs. Jacobs, a clever and sophisticated painter, does her work well, suggesting an exotic atmosphere with diminishing ovals, soft colors. She did not always charge her patrons...
...quadrupeds as they trailed along the foot of the mountain. Had they known the rigors which they were to face before their return they would never, never have gone. They went. And soon the first ridge of old egg shells left by summer visitors to western Vermont met our gaze. Commander Fish, who is a scientist as well as a lecturer, a mountain climber and an Elk stopped to inspect these. Old Mumbley-Jumbley, one of the natives in the train, said that these shells were from local Baptists who each year made a pilgrimage to the spring about four...
...entered. Ramrod-backed he deigned to nod, to smile. Then his right hand upraised commanded silence. ... A wrist watch might have been heard to tick. . . . Grasping the laurel with one hand and the roses with the other, Il Duce sat down at his desk, stared straight before him, his gaze piercing and immovable. . . . When Il Duce's dramatic silence had begun to seem permanent, the President of the Chamber, Signor Casertano, at length plucked up courage to open the session, not with a formal speech but by shouting: "Long live Mussolini today! Long live Mussolini always...
...spectacle of a human-being with his head and shoulders thrust ostrich, like into a box on the side of a pole intrigues the passers-by on North Harvard Street, who stop to gaze at the sight of a man asking for a telephone number, getting it, and talking with it, all in the open air, unobscured by the protecting walls of a booth. But one must telephone, even in Allston...